Our son and daughter.

To be honest I have stopped blogging a year prior and had no intention of going back. But during my conversation with my husband a few weeks ago, he encouraged me to write again. And so here I am, hoping that I'll keep up.

For 4 years, our son had been our only child. But 2 years ago, my husband and I decided it's the right time to have another baby. Fast forward to today and our daughter is already running. She went through a phase when she looked really snobbish and would just look at you even if you say hi. But now she's all friendly and active. She's always smiling and demanding attention. When she turned one, I finally realized that for kids to grow, you need to give them room to grow. I am no longer that helicopter mama, so afraid of her child to fall. I went from being a worrier to a (almost) calm and (almost) confident mother. When she falls, unless she's badly hurt, I'll tell her it's alright then help her get up. 

Everyday, I see her feisty side. She's strong and brave. She likes to laugh, eat and roll around the bed. I saw her become jealous of her brother too. 

Some days are good and some days are just not. I am just grateful that they don't act up at the same time. 

When our son was still a baby, I put him to sleep at 6.30 in the evening and he'll wake up around 6AM. Our daughter, on the other hand sleeps at 9 PM and wakes up at 6.30 AM. Both of them are jolly and energetic. 

To this date, I still don't allow any of them to use gadgets. Though I know that our son can get away with it when he's at a friend's house. I just hope that all the talks we had would help him decide what shows or games he could watch or play.