Sunday best

Yes, there is a toothbrush on the floor, my trainers in one corner, a grumpy why did you wake me up toddler and a very messy play room in the background in this photo, but it also has two happy parents that has no idea where this week went. Continue reading

Comfort in Mama’s arm

I remember when I became a mother, how it all didn’t feel real, sometimes it would feel like Arren was just going to pack his little baby suitcase and say “bye, ma. ┬áI’m off to live my life now.” ┬áIt didn’t feel real that he was mine forever, as he’s gotten older I sometimes still forget that he is still a little baby and still looks for comfort in his mama arms. Continue reading

Tippy toes

My little baby is not so little anymore, he’s growing into such a little boy and I just can’t stand it. ┬áHe went from having his cute little newborn toes, that was so helpless and needed me to carry him around to standing on his tippy toes, demanding that he can do everything himself. Continue reading

Baby Fashion Faux Pas

As a mother you have this short amount of time to play dress up with your baby, a time will come sooner rather than later when your baby just doesn’t want you to dress him anymore, in my case my 9 month old baby decided I’m committing baby fashion faux pas that he will just not stand for. Continue reading

bad haircuts and Sunday bests

I had a moment this weekend were I was sad, mad and glad. ┬áI was sad, because I got the worst haircut of my life, I was mad because I can’t believe someone would do this to me ( I looked like Jocelyn from Schitts creek, just google it, and I was glad that I’m pretty good at cutting hair and I fixed it as soon as I got home. Continue reading

8 Months with Arren Yuki

It seems like time has really started speeding up now, my precious baby boy is 8 months old!  One more month and he would have been outside as long as he was inside.  Just kidding, Arren was late to the party and made me feel like an elephant pregnancy.  Almost ten months of carrying him on the inside! Continue reading