Gone for a month but hey! I'm still here. Entangled with personal life as a daughter and a mother during our month of vacation in my hometown.

Hello Hive! It's been a while. Not sure if aside from @tengolotodo is there anyone who notices my absence for a month. Nope, I didn't have a plan of stopping from writing, it was just I was so pre-occupied. From what? Some may remember that I was planning to go home in our hometown to celebrate my son Caleb first birthday.

Here is a glimpse of;

My little boy suddenly grow up from a tiny baby!

More than a month of stay, so I brought my laptop so I could post an update from time to time but unforeseen circumstances prevented me. A lot of things happened and it was a rolling coaster of emotions. From joy seeing my family, celebrating to scary moments and constant worrying.

Happy Moments

The last time I was home was September 2022 and there are a lot of events and family chicka's that I missed. Surprisingly, @asiaymalay was allowed by her employer to go home even just in five days. At least that makes our family almost complete.

Our group photo but I think we are all looking into someone else camera

Caleb's birthday was celebrated intimately, just us and a few neighbors not grand but I loved it more. It was like a reunion and we don't need to get busy entertaining other people. Instead we are all focused on catching up while enjoying good food.

Most of my sister's took a vacation leave and went home with their families. Their husband's were the ones who prepared all the food. Why? It's in our blood that we women are too lazy when it comes to cooking.

The scariest day I'd experienced.

On our second night at home, I was holding Caleb's t-shirt at the back as he was trying to walk. Then our Father mentioned something and the next thing my son slipped on my hands and OMG he fell on the floor! He cried loudly telling me he was in pain. Without wasting time I picked him up and saw a huge lump on his forehead. My heartbeat was racing and it aches for him. Couldn't help but to blame myself, my fault. That was the first time I heard him cry like that and it makes me worry. Should we go to the hospital?

Just apply cold compress, it doesn't look severe. My brother said.

Perhaps I was just over acting.

(Thanks God the next day, no more lump just a small bruises left.)

Everything was fine not until;

I've mentioned previously that last April our Father suffered from a mild stroke. Thankfully, he is fine and could do things on his own. He was a little bit fragile but just because of old age.

One afternoon, I let my niece hold Caleb as I was hungry. Then, he cried as wanted to go to his Grandma. Then, our Mom gave him to Father. I was in the kitchen and just checking some chocolates for dessert when heard my Mom says;

Careful, you might fall down! in her panic voice and the next thing I heard a loud bang!

Like a flash I sprinted from the kitchen to the living room and there I saw our Father lying on the floor. Beside him was my son and none of them were moving! To say I was scared was an understatement as I couldn't describe the fear I felt that time. With my full force I lifted him, sideways and I felt my brother hold him too. That's the only time Caleb cried and Mom picked him up as she was nearer. My poor son, I got him to Mom and saw blood on the corner of his mouth. When I checked there was a lot on his mouth . Negative thoughts rush in my mind but I instantly reject it cause I know, no matter what will happen, our Father will protect his grandson. I know he did his best to prevent Caleb from getting hurt.

I wanted to cry, but it wouldn't help knowing how our Mom would panic. AFter minutes of soothing Caleb blood stops and thanks he only got a small cut on his lips.

Our Father? We brought him again to the hospital and underwent CT scan, Xray and lab tests. This time he wasn't admitted but was prescribed several medicines aside from his daily maintenance. Each should be drunk at different hours and that was the reason I was entangled at home.

I have my nieces and brother aside from Mom but I no longer had the energy to go out.

The plan was to go to Iloilo and meet the Hiveph lead a few days before our flight back. Thus, it was again postponed because Caleb got sick. Hand, foot, and mouth disease though I was thankful his case was mild. Still it gives me sleepless nights nursing him so he could sleep comfortably.

Last Wednesday, July 16, we were back at home in Batangas but I was still occupied. I was busy cleaning our house and Caleb was still recovering. Perhaps due to long travel by land, sea and air in just a day he got fever, on and off for two days.

It was so tiring physically, how many times did I change our bed sheets because he would throw up? Not enough sleep, food and rest for days fueled by coffee and love to his child I survived , maybe. Though I also had a fever for a day.

Every time my son is sick I lose my appetite. Sleep was also hard to find and I would just lay beside him watching over just to ensure I could attend his needs.

I don't know it was only me, I am just over acting?

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