I was constantly in a bad mood for like a couple of days already. Why? Because my kids are making me crazy. They are so difficult to wake up in the morning and when they do they sit at the breakfast table staring at nothing even though you are ruining your vocal chords with all the screaming to hurry them up. When they get done eating they will fight as to who gets to shower first and when they are at the shower they spend so much of their time playing with the bubbles and suds the soap is making oblivious of the precious thing called TIME.
Everyday, when they leave for school, I will sit down and enjoy the first thirty minutes of my day alone and listen to its silence. When my thirty minutes or less is finished, I know I am ready to face the day and go on with my daily routine doing chores and stuff. Everyday seems to be a ground hog day.
I am trying my best to be the worry free and stress free stay-at-home mom. As much as possible, I avoid getting pissed and irritable with all the mess, the fighting, the tantrums and stuff because I don’t want to be a monster mom. I keep in mind that I will never fail to reward them with little things for their achievements and good behavior so they will be motivated. I will be firm on decisions but at times they end up hating me for the rest of the day…a day?..okay..an hour!(though they didn’t mean it seriously). When you tell them things that is correct and proper in contrast to what they want,they argue. When I show them they are making me upset and starts to really get mad, they will only stare and snickered. But, because I am a mother, I will breathe, close my eyes, count to ten and go own with the day.
When they get back from school, no matter how frustrated I am at them earlier in the morning, I would still run to meet them with open arms and big smile. I feel great the moment I see them running towards me with their back packs and lunch bags and when I feel their arms around my neck hugging me tight, I am relieved that they are home safe. I get excited hearing their stories on how their day went at school and as I feel them snuggle close to me with their sleepy eyes at night, it would always make me smile. I am their mother. I am their “person”.
This morning as they were on their way out for school, My son ran back and kissed me goodbye. The I heard him whisper, “see you later Ma!”. Watching his back as he walk away, I told myself, no matter how they get me pissed, they are just kids and it’s their job to annoy their mother in any possible chance they can get and I will still end up rolling my eyes over their act of simply being kids. When I see them leaving my sight to go to school, I can’t help but wish that they don’t have to, because I want them where I can always come to them when they get hurt or help then understand lessons that they have difficulty understanding. Why? Because I do not want this period of time that will always look up to me for everything to end. Deep inside, I am scared that the more they become independent, the less they need me. I always thought that a romantic heartbreak is the most devastating heartache in the world but then I became a mother and I started to think otherwise, I don’t think the same the way I did before because now, I considered a child’s pain is the most devastating heartache a mother can ever have.
Chen Sy is the father of Jade Dimaguiba(Kim Chiu), daughter of Zeny Dimaguiba(Ai-Ai) who happens to be Chen’ Sy’s first love when Zeny was still working in China years ago. Jade is Chen Sy’s unwanted daughter because according to Chinese culture having a daughter as first born is considered a bad luck. A steaming love triangle between Zeny, Chen and Jean Sy, the wife of Chen played by Cherry Pie who is also Zeny’s former best friend has added to the show’s ultimate“kilig” factor. 
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The teacher was not around during the incident as she has to attend to another class . No substitute teachers available to cover the victim’s and suspects’ class where the teacher happens to be absent. School guards and other concerned teachers rushed the student to the hospital as soon as their attention was being alerted by other classmates witnessing the incident. Sadly, the hospital team wasn’t able to revive him. According to the doctor, the victim suffered bruises on the head, concussions and hemorrhage as a result from the fall but couldn’t be the reason for the death as the victims body showed that heavy impact on manual strangulation was the main cause of death.
So, for him to start making up reasons and lying to me just to avoid attending class is something serious. I mentioned the four names on my notes A*,B*,C*,D* to the teacher and asked what seems to be my son’s problem. Quickly she told me that there is nothing wrong with Wine aside from the obvious problem(not writing on notes when asked) and confess that those four names actually belong to the same kid. A*B*C* as his first ,second and surname respectively and D* being the nickname that he is usually being called in class. SURPRISE and relieved that somehow my son was not fighting almost the entire male classmates as I have been thinking after all. Intrigued, I listened to the teacher’s explanation and apologies on the matter. I told her that I understand and I am not going to interfere with any of the Guidance Department’s protocol on their students. Continuing with our conversation, she told me that she has already talked to the mother of the said student and matters has been brought to her attention as well. She said too , that this kid is the problem student of the class and Wine is not the first student who thinks about not wanting to go to school anymore because of A*B*C*D*. Ending our conference, I expressed my hopes that they will be able to figure out and conduct an action before anything serious will happen, hoping that they will not wait for more parents to come to them for the same purpose I did. 
