Happy Birthday Miguel

14 years ago there was a typhoon when Miguel arrived at 8:07 in the evening. It was no easy feat since I labored for about 37 hours. I don't remember the pain at all, but I do remember fainting right after seeing that I had borne a boy and not a girl! And so came my angel, the 8th apo, the love of my life, Miguel.

A lot of people mistake us as siblings coz that's how we are. Sweet, malambing and we're buddies. We do have our moments too, but it's all done with love (I usually end up crying whenever I have to scold him).

I have so much to say about this kid of mine, but I don't want to end up embarrassing him with sweet lit'l-mommy-nothings. So I'm just going to say that I'm very, very proud of him especially since he has achieved a lot at his age. When I was just 13 I was still busy playing with my Barbie dolls and creating havoc on my Mom's floor creating Lego cities, but Miguel at 13 already won a robotics competition and did a public demo on robotics. To a lot of people he seems to be shy (I was like that too!), but he's very articulate, well-read, writes (by leaps and bounds) better than me (he likes writing stories better than blogging) and is a very loving person.

I could go on and on and on, but I'm going to stop here and just say HAPPY BIRTHDAY pero secret yun!>. Mommy loves you very, very much! =)