i should be honest that i wasn’t able to fully enjoy the overwhelming bliss of having a miracle inside your tummy during my first pregnancy. i was more scared than happy then. but after the initial hulabaloo of being pregnant subsided, i was happier than your usual happiest.
this time around, i cried with joy the first time i saw that miniature it with its equally miniature heart beating against my insides. yes, being a mother’s happiness indeed cannot be compared to any happiness brought about by any material thing.
this blog will chronicle my journey towards that fateful day when i will become a mommy the second time. And also this little one’s journey to that fateful day when he or she would cry the loudest as the world rejoices his or her arrival.