Our Little Kian

At first, I really didn’t wanted to have another baby in our family. Its like, “Gosh! Mom…Dad. I’m old enough. This is shameful!” This what comes to my mind when Dad told us that we are going to have another sibling but I never say so and it just runs to my mind though. Time passing by, I finally realized to myself that I have nothing to do but to accept the reality. Because I know that God gave us the most wonderful thing in this world. This baby is a blessing. June 20, 2017 my mother gave birth, it was a healthy baby boy. I can see at my father’s eyes the overflowing joy. We all really wished that it is a baby boy and fortunately it really was. My mother didn’t take ultra sound to know if it is a girl or a boy so that we will get surprise. But for me no matter what gender it is, I will take care and love it unconditionally. Kian Anthony is his name. We named him after his Kuya Kyle Anthony because he was born on June 20 and his Kuya was born on June 21. What a lucky number! When we heard his first cry it was like a music in our ears. When I touched his cute little arms it was like a cotton, it’s really soft and smooth. When I saw his nose I was like, “Oh my goodness! Is this really our baby brother? Why does he have the most beautiful nose among us?” I pouted at my father and he just pat my head then smiled. When I saw his eyes, I said “Wow! Chinito our baby just like her ate.” They all laughed at me. I don’t know what was funny about that so I didn’t mind them. I really still remember that day when my mother gave birth to Kian it was memorable though. Before I don’t feel like having another baby in our family but now I am so looking forward into every little thing that he will learn. First to third month he knows how to selfie, he automatically smiles at cameras. At his fifth month he learned how to crawl. Sometimes he speaks alien words. Kidding aside but yes sometimes he accidentally speak some letters. He also know how to Apir. In our play time, sometimes I teach him the Close-open, Close-open in his arms but unfortunately he didn’t even tried to listened because he was always busy cuddling his teddy bear. It was really fun having a baby in the house. It serves as our stress reliever specially at me. Before I go to school I made a couple of time to play with him and after school also, beacuse I feel like my day is not complete when I didn’t carried, kissed or played with him. When he got poop I change his diaper. I also make milk for him when he got hungry. I really love taking care of him. There are times that Kian got sick and he needs to admit into a hospital. I was crying when I saw him crying in pain. “My poor baby brother. Why does he need to feel this? I hope I can ease the pain for him . I hope I am at his situation. I really hate seeing him hurting. God please heal him as soon as possible. I missed seeing his smiles and hearing his giggles. ” That was what running to my mind that time. It is more painful seeing a them in pain, right? Especially when it is your baby brother or sister. They can’t tell what is hurting because they still can’t speak. They just cry and cry until they got tired and fell asleep. I really love Kian and I can’t help it seeing him crying. It feels like I am more hurting for him. And then again I realized how hard it was for a mother seeing his child in pain. She is blaming herself for what happened but we always telling her that it was no ones fault because nobody wanted that to happened. He almost died because he got dehydrated but now he is finally okay and each of us making the best for him. We love Kian so much and we cannot afford to loose him.