Our Little Nicholas

Nicholas! That’s no milk powder honey! Uh-uh! Too late! Ewwww! He just ate a handful of sand! Poor baby! It’s a relief that he didn’t like the taste of it and just spit it all out!

Well, it was a beautiful Sunday and my sisters and I decided to go to the beach (Nico’s Grandparents were out of town then) to relax and enjoy the sun, the sand and the cool water.

So we left home at about 5:00 o’clock in the morning when the sun is just about to rise. We were at the beach for just 3 hours or so because it starts to get hot and we never really planned to stay long anyways — we only brought breakfast with us.

Well, it was great though. Bonding time for me and Nicholas and an opportunity for my angel to practice his swimming skills again, especially with the fact that he loves the water and have been moving his arms and legs as if he’s really swimming. Shucks! He was brave too! He wouldn’t even let me hold him! It was a short but fun family bonding and we will be doing it again next time, especially now that the beach is just a couple of hundred meters from our new home…

It was Nicholas’ first time to go in a commercial playpen. You know, a playground inside a mall, wherein kids get to play with lots of toys and interact with lots of other kids. Well, it was one boring Sunday and so I decided to bring my angel to the place for him to experience different toys and see lots of kids.

I invited my sister and her daughter Sky as well as my other niece Keeshia. I can tell in Nicholas’ smiles and laughters that he had a lot of fun! And he actually had a stalker too! A very pretty young girl who fell in love with my angel and wants to be his sister. Babu (the girls’ name tag says) follow Nicholas around and wants to play with him. Well, sometimes, Nicholas would play hard to get and would push the girl away, uh-uh. But overall, he was friendly with her admirer and let her push the toy car while he drives it around.

Nico played with the colorful balls, with the different music gadgets, with all the trucks and trinkets, stuffed toys and more… but his two favorites were the small red car (that he pushes around) and the big red car (that he drives around).

Ahh! I’m sure I’m gonna bring Nicholas again to one of these playgrounds. But maybe by then he could walk on his own (Oh, he’s been walking 2-3 steps by himself, until he realize what he’s done, give me that mischievous smile and pretend he’s falling, all the while hitting the floor with his bottom). Oh boy, he will be running around then and it will be difficult to stop him from doing this and that! I need to store up energy if I wanted to keep up to my son’s energy!

Before, it has always been Nicholas and Me… Baby and Mommy… You and I… Just the two of us…

From pregnancy to his birth, I have been alone in taking care of Nicholas. I have been his Mom and
Dad when he was first month old. It was the same case when he turned two months… then again and again, every month, Nicholas saw me as his only parent — his Mama and Papa.

I admit I wanted him to think that way. I wanted him to realize that though it is painful, the truth is, I am his only parent. Yes, his grandparents love him. My sisters and relatives love him as well. But they have lives of their  own. They have families of their own. Nicholas only have me as his family. I thought it would be better for him to think that his family will always comprise of him and me because it is very difficult to find someone to
complete it.

Then I met Mark.

All of a sudden my craving for a complete family came flashing like a bolt of lightning. I thought being alone in taking care of Nicholas is just fine. I thought I don’t need a man. I thought Nicholas doesn’t need a father. All these thoughts vanished when I saw how beautiful it is to have a complete family with Mark. My heart and mind took a sudden switch when I met the most responsible, hard-working, generous, loving, and caring father for my Nicholas — the sincerest, most passionate, honest, affectionate, devoted and faithful partner for me.

My little baby deserves a good and loving family — a mother, a father and siblings. I have no doubt that
I will do all I can to be the best mother to my son. But I know it won’t be enough. Nicholas needs a father figure to guide him in the world of boys and men — someone with a good soul to teach him how to become a man who knows how to treat a woman and how to become a better man, someone who will walk hand in
hand with me in our journey to a harmonious and happy family life.

I’m so blessed I found Mark… or was it him who found me? Well, whichever is which, the truth is, the reason we met is Nicholas and we’re building a future together now for Nicholas. Finally, the agony of waiting is over… thank God, at last, a family for me and my baby…