Daddy's Daughter

While waiting at the hospital for our turn at the pediatrician:

Mommy: ilang months na siya?

Me: 4 po *proud*

M1: ahh, mas malaki baby ko, 3 lang ito. Hindi ka ba nag breastfeed?

Me: pure breastfed po, ayaw ng baby ko sa bote (breastfeeds on demand right then because Liane is hungry- red kilay, scratches her head, pulls her ears)

M1: ahh paano yun? Madami kang milk? Ako kasi konti lang, 1.5 mos lang ako nag pure breastfeed, nakakainip kasi, parang hindi siya nabubusog, mixfeed na ako ngayon. Mas maganda breastfeed noh? Hindi nagkakasakit.

Me: nag dodonate po ako sa NICU dito, try niyo po malunggay capsules mami! (Pedia calls them.)

During our turn:

Pedia: natutuwa ako sayo, gusto na nung mommy kanina mag pure breastfeed uli!

Me: yipeee!!!

Daddy: "wala pang vitamins yan!"

(She gained 900g in weight and 10cm in length.)

She is so bubbly and happy and smiling and innocent she was so surprised when something hurt. She cried a little from her 5:1 shot but recovered in a jiffy. We thanked her pedia and went out of the doctor's clinic with a happy little girl in Daddy's arms, a little confused and ruffled but smiling again.

At home:

While watching my "mag-ama" talking, playing, looking at each other with so much love on this chilly, rainy afternoon, John Mayer's song, "Daughters" plays in my head. I don't know if its my hubby's influence that suddenly life is a lot simpler and is marked by tracks of songs. 

Daughters- by John Mayer

"So fathers, be good to your daughters

Daughters will love like you do

Girls become lovers who turn into mothers

So mothers, be good to your daughters too

Boys, you can break

You'll find out how much they can take

Boys will be strong

And boys soldier on

But boys would be gone without the warmth from

A womans good, good heart

On behalf of every man

Looking out for every girl

You are the god and the weight of her world

So fathers, be good to your daughters

Daughters will love like you do

Girls become lovers who turn into mothers

So mothers, be good to your daughters too [x3]"

I count my blessings yet I can't quantify the joy, the love and the opportunity to experience watching my daughter grow and being a part of every milestone she makes. I have such a supportive, loving, thoughtful husband for a dad who doesn't mind and always remembers to buy diapers. 

What more can I ask God for? Just more sunny days would be perfect! :)