When AJ was born, he struggled for more than a week of heplock. Everytime the nurse would come nearer, he would cry as if he can see the nurse for just a week old. He was so cute when he was still a baby. According to our friends, who saw him, he looks Chinese because of his eyes. His Mom's forefathers were like him. He has a fairer skin, and loved to drink milk.
His Mama would always share with us that she was still pregnant with AJ, after few minutes of eating she would feel hungry. She didn't understand herself. Now, she understands why she was always hungry during that time, because AJ loved to eat. After breastfeeding, AJ would still cry and ask for more milk, and his Mama would cry because she has nothing to give to AJ. Then she would prepare a bottle of milk because AJ won't stop crying until he was filled with milk. That's my son, he loved to eat anything especially something that he likes such as yogurt, bread, fried chicken, soup, and a lot more.
When he was a year old, we send him to different friends to help us take care of him because yayas were not as good as we thought. He didn't want to be left with them. So his Mama hard a hard time to look for a good yaya for AJ. He would always cry everytime we leave. So we chose to send AJ to our friends who can take care of him. For a couple of months we were doing that. And many times his Mama could not go to school because nobody could take care of AJ. That was the saddest and lowest moments of our lives. But we were able to survive during those times. God allowed us to encounter hardships so that we can relate to others who have the same struggles. We can't be a blessing if we can't understand the struggles and hardships of others. Though it's a hurting process but we were able to cope up especially for my wife. We're not hurt by the circumstances but the people who were helping us inside the house, whom we thought could help us take care of our baby. We had undergone a lot of hurts. But praise God we were able to cope with the situation and we had undergone a healing process. It's not just easy but it feels good when you're free from hurtaches and the like. More posts next time...
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