My 34th birthday

I could no longer recall the last time I had as much fun celebrating my birthday as I did yesterday. Although there were some setbacks at the beginning of the day, they were not really that bad.IMG_0465

My mother always tried to make sure that she would be the first to greet me on my birthday when she was still alive. She’d be up early and would wait for me to open my eyes then greet me each year until my husband and I moved out of my parents’ house, though she would call me on my cell phone instead… This was the first thing that came into my mind when I woke up.

I miss my mother so much! Now that she’s no longer around, her small gesture(s) of making me feel special suddenly seems like the most important thing to me in the world, especially on my birthday! Little did I know, however, that many of my friends had already sent me messages online just after midnight. God certainly knows how to cheer me up! Not to mention, my husband called me up at exactly 12AM just to greet me.As soon as I looked at my iPhone, I saw the number of unread messages that I have on Facebook.

After saying a prayer, I proceeded to preparing breakfast. Finally, I had the breakfast that I’ve always dreamed for my birthday: my very own birthday cake and hot coffee (milk for the girls). My younger daughter and I bought

IMG_0349 the cake two days before my birthday. We were in Manila and I couldn’t pass up the chance to buy my favorite dark chocolate moist cake at the Mall of Asia. My eldest daughter, on the other hand, made sure that none of us took a slice of it until my birthday, and I have to admit that it was worth the wait. My two-day old Chocolat cake still tasted good, which I happily ate while still wearing the nightgown my mother gave me years ago.

After breakfast, I made some pesto sauce and cooked pasta to bring to my friends who live across the street, who happened to be at the hospital. Their father had been there for three days and was brought to the ICU after I visited him the other day. Somehow, I couldn’t go out and just celebrate my own birthday knowing that some of the people I care about are suffering, especially when they were supposed to be celebrating since it’s their late mother’s birthday too. Cooking a simple dish and visiting them was the least I could do.

We also met with my eldest daughter’s class adviser at school to get her report card. I was glad to see the improvement in her grades on most subjects, although her Math kept her again from making it to their school’s Director’s List (highest academic award). Nevertheless, that wasn’t enough to spoil my day. I know my daughter could still do better next time.

We then moved to our next activity and arrived at SM City – Sta. Rosa. Before heading to the cinema, we bought some of my daughters’ favorite food from Jollibee, including popcorn and cotton candy, which we all brought to the movies to eat. We saw the film “Puss ‘n Boots”, and it was our first time to watch together a 3D film and wear 3D glasses, which I didn’t really appreciate, by the way, since I still have to wear my prescription glasses beneath them. It was a fun movie, nevertheless, which we thoroughly enjoyed despite the irksome large 3D glasses, and I was glad that both of my daughters loved it, too.

After the movie, we visited a tiny butterfly garden inside the mall. Zoe loved it so much that she didn’t want to leave. Ali, on the other hand, gIMG_0378ot claustrophobic that she was only willing to stay for three minutes; for a P10 entrance fee, we were allowed to stay for 30 minutes though. After having a good number of photos, we finally persuaded Zoe to leave for Nuvali, Sta. Rosa our next stop. Although we had to commute since my eldest brother was not available to both drive and tour us, the joy on my children’s faces when we got there was worth it.

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We had a boat ride and fed hundreds of Koi fish. The girls kept running and rolling in the grass when we finally ran out of fish feeds, and took more pictures of the place and each other using my trusty iPhone 4. Truly, it was a great place for kids, especially on a nice weather. By sunset, we started walking toward the restaurants. The girls’ energy level was still high and nothing could keep them still. They convinced me that I needed a massage, so we entered Indulgence Day Spa and I sure had a good 30-minute Raja massage while they waited for me. I thought the place would relax them a bit, but it only seemed to make them more active, especially Zoe. She was caught peeking at each cubicle, and was led to the reception area, along with her sister, under strict surveillance by their friendly staff until I came out.

After mIMG_0536y massage, we settled on Jamaican pies for a light but enjoyable dinner at the restaurant next door. It was already around 8:30 PM by the time we finished our dinner. Yet, the place seemed to be getting more alive by the minute. People were all over the place, loud music seemed to be blasting from each restaurant, the parking lots were full, families and lovers were gathered in the grassy area eating, talking, walking, playing, etc.

We really didn’t want to say goodbye to the place yet, but it was already bedtime for the girls. I promised them that we would be back again next time their father’s home. It was truly an awesome day for me and my girls, and I’m so glad that with all the walking we did, my feet and legs didn’t ache, thanks to my very first pair of FitFlops Frou, which was also my birthday gift to myself.

We really didn’t want to say goodbye to the place yet, but it was already bedtime for the girls. I promised them that we would be back again next time their father’s home. IMG_0439It was truly an awesome day for me and my girls, and I’m so glad that with all the walking we did, my feet and legs didn’t ache, thanks to my very first pair of FitFlops Frou, which was also my birthday gift to myself.

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Author: Malot MRM

Prov 31 Woman in the Making | Wife, homeschool mom, freelancer, volunteer, learner, traveler, storyteller | #SAHMotsari

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