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I Wonder How She Does It

May 15, 2012

This year on Mother’s Day, we decided to lock my mom and lola in the room and whip up a nice meal for them.  It was supposedly a surprise but, my mom always knows what’s happening inside the house. She’s like that. An all – around – but – there – for – you – SUPER – MOM. I already made a short post about it on Facebook but, here’s a little post – mother’s day blog about my beautiful, wonderful, talented, understanding, forgiving, loving mom. ❤

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If there was anyone who could receive the legit SUPERMOM award, it’d be you. I will never understand how you can do all that you do… you make the best Caesar salad and the whole world knows that. You make everyone stand to adjust the couch when it’s half an inch out of place. You’re a dentist by day and superstar by night, NUKS haha. And yet you manage to drive us around and you actually enjoy it. I can talk to you, laugh with you, rant to you and cry with you. And apart from that, you held my hand through every procedure and cried even more than me during those bad bad bad six months of my life. THANK YOU Vicky Sevilla Pangilinan! I love you and happy mother’s day!

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“When I become a mom, I’m gonna be like that too.”

That’s a mental note that I’ve made countless times about many of the things my mom says and does. She’s someone a lot of people can learn a thing or two from. I don’t know how she does it but, I’m extremely thankful that she does. (Do I make I sense? Haha.) Sometimes, I think about what kind of mom I’d be in the future.

I wonder how I’m gonna plan out the schedules of my future kids the way she does: in such a way that each one gets to go where they need to go, that each one has a way home and that we don’t waste too much gas at the same time. I can’t imagine what I’d do if my kid stains a perfectly white couch with their dirty just – climbed – a – tree – and – played – in – the – mud feet. Or if they suddenly need dessert good for 50 people the next day. I wonder how I’d feel if my daughters refused to wear earrings at a formal event or if she’d say no to everything I’d suggest for her to look prettier. I wonder if I’d give the best pieces of the chicken to my children and suppress the desire of keeping it for myself. Or how I’d bring myself to give them my share of steak. I love steak…

(In case, you don’t get it… all those things are what my mom does for us. Haha!)

 I wonder how I’d respond if someone told that my kid hyperventilated and basically became a statue at a camp or got squished between two horses or tore her knee ligament or got bitten by a snake or if she suddenly got diagnosed with rare a brain condition that supposedly has no cause and no cure. Di ko kaya yan.

I wonder how anyone could ever do things the way she does, or make as many sacrifices as she does and be as thoughtful and loving and understanding as she is. All those little impossible things that my mom does for me… making dinner for my friends when they come, waiting for me when I come out late at school, driving me wherever, and simply being there WHILE juggling her dentist/ singer duties… I don’t know how she does it.

But I do know that when I grow up, I wanna be like that too.
Like my mom.

My  beautiful, wonderful, talented, understanding, forgiving, loving mom. ❤

Happy Mother’s Day!

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4 Comments leave one →
  1. May 16, 2012 11:02 am

    You’ll be a great mum, Kara! I’m sure of it. I’m also sure you’d give your kid the best piece of chicken… And your steak. Haha.

    • May 21, 2012 6:54 am

      You too, Maezel. And thanks. 😛 As hard as it seems… yes I will try to give them the best pieces of chicken and steak hahaha. Thankyou:)

  2. Donna Simpao permalink
    May 18, 2012 2:43 pm

    Loving it. Will ask Raya to read. Haha
    Your parents are blessed to have a daughter like you.

    • May 21, 2012 6:55 am

      Aww. 🙂 Thanks for taking time to read, tita! Once again very very touched with your comment. Means a lot!

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