apple of my eye

as you can see, i'm still here, writing the next post. i've only survived the potential body threat in the last post....because she is still asleep. lol.

moving on to the next topic.

everyday at 4pm, i will hear a thunderous roar of footsteps clamouring to greet me, followed by excited screams calling my name. it is the most beautiful sound in the world, i think, for i know when i hear those sounds, that they are safe and sound, and by my side once again.

little princess is sweet and affectionate, as usual. she runs to my arms and give me the biggest hugs.

little batman, on the other hand, is quite rambunctious, as boys usually are but more passive. he is resilient yet quiet, he is tough, yet fragile. i see him mouthing off, talking with such confidence that once in a while, i forget how little he still is, how he keeps little things that affect him quietly locked in his heart.

yesterday, he ran to me and greeted me, upon which he spied the little plaster on the inner crook of my arm. ma, what happened?, he asked in a tiny voice, his usually loud boisterous delivery gone. i've forgotten all about the routine body check that i did that morning, the many bottles of blood that the lab insisted on taking. faint, i'm feeling faint at the loss of blood as we speak. ha! so dramatic. i brushed his question away with a brusque 'went to the hospital this morning' for i thought the entire household is already aware of the much talked about agenda. for a split second, he was quiet. then he asked, 'are you sick?', the silence in his voice louder than the noisiest thunder.

i can't remember what i told him but he left, satisfied with the casual tone in my reply. looking back, how i wished i've gathered him in my arms, and reassured him that i am fine and healthy, that mommy will always be here for him. it's a little scary sometimes, to remember how the little ones are depending on us and how fragile our lives are. for that moment, i should have gave him the reassurance that he needed and held him close, until he squirmed. but that moment has passed, and i can never replay it once more.

still, for him, for her, for them, i will be trying every day, to stay healthy, to be there, to give them all the love in the world so that they will know, no matter how often they fall down in the world, how hard they fall, we will still be here, waiting with open arms.