To My Future Babies...❤

Being the last born for seven years earned me so much pampering from my Dad. I remember always telling my mom that i don't like her but love my dad allot, when i recall sweet memories of the time i wake up at the middle of the night and knock on my parents room door, my Dad being a light sleeper will quickly get up and touch my forehead as a form of concern and often times i tell him i want to drink water, then he'll take me over to the dining room and serve me water, then see me off to my room and make sure am perfectly well before going back to his room.

Unlike my mom who shout all the time and calls me know know😪

Well, unfortunately those are long but not forgotten memories even if things aren't the same right now, especially having 3 brothers under me, I am like a little mom to them.

My childhood was beautiful, especially since I turned 8. I never lacked anything good. As long as my parents can afford it, I'll always get it.

There was one time my elder brother and I literally pleaded with my Dad to let us go through road transportation so we could have a longer ride and also stop by those fast food joints. In general, we were sick of flying and arriving at our destination in less than an hour and wanted something different.

My dad however, granted our wish but booked a private ride for us. If there's something i admire about my parents and i would love to pass down to my kids when i become a parent myself, its the habit of paying attention to the need of the children and sometimes the wants as well.

My parents cultivated that mindset of contentment in me, that even with how our lives had a U-turn i was still hardly attracted to what others have that i didn't.

My mom especially, always had a habit of giving us hundred of thousands to count at a young age.. Before i turned 10, i remembered counting five hundred thousand at a goal which i bragged about to my friends in school then.

Little did i know that all those petty things already had a deep effective in a positive way for me, so yeah, you're right to conclude me as an hard score who is hardly moved by material things..hehehe😅
Just kidding..
I admire good things when i see, but at same time, am contented with the little on me and always thrive on getting my hands on what i admire when i got enough.

The attitude of contentment is one valuable tool I'll definitely educate my babies about both through practical and theory means just as my parents did.

On the other hand, My parents weren't my friends. Yes, initially, i was daddy's girl but i can tell you that currently am more closer to my mom than my Dad..lol
Well, such is life.

My parents aren't my friends how much more, best friends. At a time in my life, i had to rely on outsiders to pour out my mind. The first time my mom knew about it, she was very mad at me and even cried.. But it didn't still change the fact that am still more comfortable discussing personal issues with outsiders who has practically become a family to me than my own parents.

I also realize that training a child isn't easy at all, especially female children, there's fear in it. However, i really do wish to be better in this aspect. I want to be a best friend to my babies and not just a mom to them.

Even if it's wouldn't be easy, it's something i hope on paying attention to when the time comes.