The birthday party drained my battery that I remained on the bed from the moment we got home (we went back quite early actually but I needed to have an early night because of the tiring day) until the next day when his daughter woke me up with harsh kicks perhaps asking for food since I've been sleeping for twelve hours straight.It was still dark when I decided to leave the empty bed, and when I got downstairs, he was nowhere to be seen. Knowing my way in the kitchen, I filled a bowl with cereal and milk, eating while replying my mother’s text she sent last night when I already went to bed, telling her I'm going to be there in an hour to pick up the kids. The clock showed 6.50am but I would like to get a quick start today since I didn’t go home as planned; there’s a pile of laundry to be done, work clothes to be ironed, school stuff to be taken care of, all of these wouldn’t happen if I get to go home two nights ago. I’ve got to complete all the chores by today because it’s the last

Pretty sure I heard him say he's moving in as in he's going to live here at this small two bedroom two bathroom apartment (which is like a quarter of the size of his current pent-house), located twenty minutes away from the office, foregoing his current residence that is right at the heart of the city, five minutes drive to the office. Uhh, come again? "I've been here a lot so I know there wouldn't be space for me," he continues without addressing the confusion that is obvious on my face right now with my jaw dropped to the floor, totally having a hard time digesting the news, "or for my stuff but I've settled that problem so I'll just move in one piece like this." First of all, I have a small bedroom that is very minimalistic with just the necessities; a Queen bed and a built-in wardrobe that is already full with my stuff. Back then when he used to stay here for a few days between his place and mine, he came with a small suitcase and lives with all his belongings remained in ther

I don't have time for drama. My day started pretty bad when it wasn't even six but I had to be reminded there was an ogre sleeping next to me, which then he continued being annoying especially the part when I found out he had an apartment upstairs- I'm sure if not for my question, he wouldn't share about it at all. All morning, I had to rush myself into finishing this one assignment just so I can review with my boss after lunch hour because this certain work needs to be presented tomorrow morning in front of the higher management. Luck wasn't on my side when my session happened right after Liz's. Everybody in the office knows how bad his mood would be if there's Liz involved but I wasn't aware of this little info, if I knew his previous appointment was with Liz, I would've scheduled at least an hour later to let him calm down. So there I was, sitting next to him listening to his comments that were quite harsh than usual, and I got a headache looking at the list of items I needed t

It's only been ten days but I'm loving my new life. I'm still living in the same house, still work at the same company, and still have my kids and Luca at home, but with the help of Pete the driver, Elena our housekeeper, and Jean the personal chef, I love how I get to be a mother and enjoy the ample time I now have to focus on my children (including the one in my womb) instead of tackling those time-consuming chores like cooking and cleaning. "Dean will pick up the kids later, right?" He asks while we're on our way to the office. "Mhmm." I hum a reply, too busy watching a video on my phone. "So we don't have to rush home?" What did he mean by 'rushing home'? The traffic isn't that bad since we go home at 5 everyday, it's not like we hit the road at 6. "Or come home at all, if we don't want to?”Uhm why wouldn't we want to go home? Where do we go then? I pause the video and turn to him who's already grinning. "I'm thinking..." the grin gets even more playful that I raise an eye

You know how it is with kids- they barely can keep a secret. It's worse when you totally forgot about it being a secret that you didn't warn them at all until it's too late; they've spilled it to everyone! That's what happened the first week after Luca moved in. It was the first week of the month so I brought Liam and Cruz with me to my family's weekly gathering on Saturday. We were having lunch when mid-conversation on who's the tallest in the family, Cruz blurted out, "Noooo you're not the tallest, Grandpa! Luca is the tallest person, ever!" Everybody went on silent for a good five seconds until my Dad asks, "Luca? Who's that, buddy? Is he your friend?" Liam immediately jumped in before I managed to stop him, "He's Mummy's friend! He lives with us!"Abby looked like she was trying hard to stop herself from bursting out of laughter while the rest is extremely shocked, though my annoying brother was already raising an eyebrow, grinning at the new topic that would be his source of e