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The Fourth Birth: Part 1
The Fourth Birth: Part 1
The Third Birth: A Story of Humility
The Third Birth: A Story of Humility
Third Time's The Charm
Third Time's The Charm
 

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El Nido, Palawan: Islands Away
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New York City: Culinary Playground
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London: The Greatest Of All

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I wrote the first half of this entry right after I gave birth because it was easy to be in pain. To find strength, on the other hand, is a daunting task. So it took me a while to see the wisdom in what happened. Finally, I realized it and wrote it do
My faves!!! 🧒🏻👧🏻👶🏼 Thanks @nikeebanares for the photos of my littles :)
Goodbye preemie clothes, hello newborn ones! We did it, Kolbe!!! 🙌🏼💪🏼🍼🥰 Now, what’s the next challenge you’re going to put your momma and dada through? 🤪
When four becomes five — I wish it happened during easier times but it is precisely because of the incredible circumstances that this moment has become MIRACULOUS. 💛
The two musketeers before they (officially) become three. It was a joy seeing your relationship grow roots over the past year — the great bear hugs, I love yous, toppled blocks, shared stroller walks, nap time read-alouds, tea time poetry, food
How is it possible to kneel in thanksgiving and bellow in anxiety and pain at the same time? How can a mother question the coming of the babe but erupt with joy once said babe has been born into the world? How was staying in the isolation room both a
‘Pardon the wariness but it must be known that not every pregnancy is met with open arms. That mothers, too, have the permission to turn their backs, and throw questions to the wind, and weep to the tune of inadequacy. After all, we are not sup
I know, I know, this photo is so ringarde but these are the little moments we must celebrate: The morning sun after days of rain. A croissant and a cappuccino to enjoy with no toddlers to plead for crumbs. A pocket of time to write, to weave thoughts