A weary hello here! I soooo missed chatting with you all, but first things first. As I keep on saying here in my blog, summer is sooo toxic for us. I have saved so many stories to tell; I just don’t have the time to blog about them yet.
Anyway highway and expressway, I have this story to tell you about Ravivo. Medyo fresh pa, because it just happened yesterday.
Since this is still a wardrobe diary, here’s what Raviv was wearing when we went to church and did some grocery shopping on Easter Sunday:
- gray denim polo (I know it’s summer, pero the fabric is super thin, promise): Mother Care
- inner cotton white shirt: Garfield
- skinny jeans: Rustan’s Jr.
- leather boots: Florsheim
- plaid newsboy cap: SM Dept. Store
My favorite pose of Raviv is the one in the third photo. Ang angas ng dating ‘diba? Bad boy na bad boy ang look! In case you’re wondering why I dressed him as such during the summer, well, it’s because I want to buy Randy a similar polo. I was about to buy him one or two from Gap/Cotton On last week when I was in Megamall, but he said he didn’t want denim. Probably ‘coz he thought it’s going to be too thick and hot. But the nice thing about “denims” these days is that they’re really thin and soft, ‘no? So crossing my fingers Randy was inpired by his son’s get-up.
But the real “bad” yesterday was not Raviv’s look. It was I.
Eto kayo. We were doing the grocery yesterday. To save time, Randy and I split up. Raviv was with him. When our carts crossed, Raviv out of the blue just said, “Nanay bakit minsan galit ka?” I chuckled and asked why he was asking me such question. Hindi ko kinaya ang sagot ni Ravivo: “Kasi lagi ka nang galit sa akin. Nagiging bad ka na.” Then he bowed his head and pouted.
Guuuuuuuuuys, sapul na sapul ako! Randy gave me a knowing look. I went to Raviv and asked him whether he’s angry at me. Sinumbatan ako ng, “Bad ka, bad ka, bad ka na!” at parang iiyak na! #MayPinaghuhugutan
I apologized and hugged him. When I went my to continue my shopping, tears were welling up. It started to sink in how cranky I’ve been with Raviv the past days. I see him only about twice a week, and apparently his memories of me are not pleasant. I recalled the times I’ve been impatient with him, when I shout at him, when I refuse to play with him, when all that comes out of my mouth is a stern, “NO!!!!”…mga ganun-ganun. We have our “mom”-ents, I tell myself, but I could never deny that our heavy workload is taking its toll on me. I try my best to be patient to unappreciative, “Let’s-take-it-slow”, and sometimes downright rude students; to demanding parents, and many others. Then I would burst on my Raviv. Ang sad. I’ve been a bad mommy talaga.
And it seems as though Raviv got the netizens’s sympathy. See, I was super bothered and super remorseful, and I felt like I needed to be crucified by the public. So I posted it on Facebook together with Raviv’s photo in the supermarket.
I know the almost 300+ Likes were for Raviv’s photo. But what surprised me were the Likes for Randy’s comment:
Kumusta naman ang 53 Likes (As of now ha. Kanina 20+ lang ‘yan)? Compare 3 Likes sa “That’s life…” ni Motherhood. Meaning to say, the general public thinks my actions were not really understandable and should not be tolerated. And I’m sorry Motherhood, but I agree with the 53 people. While I understand your signature crankiness (hehe), I still want to be a Johnson and Johnson commercial-esque mom especially because Raviv is still too young to appreciate sarcasm and the value of swimming with the sharks. Ah (I) believe that as a working mom, I should not think of my being a mom secondary to my being a business owner or a teacher or a manager. I believe that my actions at work impact our clients for a fleeting moment, but my actions toward Raviv would impact him greatly. Ah (I) thank you, bow.
Kidding aside, totoo naman ‘di ba? So bye-bye na muna. Right now I’m with Raviv and Hi-5 na. It’s been our tradition to imitate the opening and closing dance numbers of the Hi-5 cast.
Later, kwento ko sa inyo ang mga stress ko sa buhay.