As I write this post, my heart is grieving (again!)
I missed the Mommy Milkshake Run last year because of sheer ignorance. Promised myself to join this year with my 2 kids. My son was breast fed for 19 months and my daughter, for 9 months. Running with families who share the same advocacy would surely be fun. And finally meeting Jaymie, my mentor since May 2007 and the Happy Feet group was an added bonus (if not the main attraction heh heh...).
When I called the registration office, I was advised to e-mail all the names, ages and contact numbers of all of us who'll be joining since there were five of us. And I happily obliged. After that, I looked for pink t-shirts in all our closets. Finding none for Eia, I bought her one at MAKRO when we shopped there yesterday.
Gio was reluctant to go but after hearing the magic words (blow-out at Chowking or McDo) he readily agreed. No problem with Eia. I assured her that she could just walk or rest when she gets tired.
We attended the 6PM Anticipated Mass yesterday because later, we are scheduled to watch Lea Salonga's Cinderella at the CCP Theatre. After the mass, we proceeded to EMAPALICO for Minerva's (my cousin Weldel's wife) birthday celebration. We didn't stay there long because we had to sleep early (or so I thought).
Eia and I were already about to doze off when I heard Gio looking for something in the dresser. I asked him why and he told me he's looking for a band-aid coz he accidentally stepped on thumb tacks. I immediately got up, turned on the light and saw the trail of blood on the floor. How could something like this happen the night before Mommy Milkshake? Que horror!
After applying first aid on Gio's wound, I told everybody that we have to skip this morning's fun run. It sure broke my heart (again).
Last year, I cried (literally) for missing to meet TBR.
This year, the feeling is worse. I again missed the chance to meet Jaymie, and this time--also missed the opportunity to meet the wacky group of Happy Feet (sob...more sob...)
