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October 2

The author reflects on their struggles as a new mother, feeling overwhelmed by responsibilities and missing the comfort of their own mother. They express a desire for peace and a complete family while dealing with their child's fever. Writing serves as an outlet for their thoughts and emotions during this challenging time.

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October 2

The author reflects on their struggles as a new mother, feeling overwhelmed by responsibilities and missing the comfort of their own mother. They express a desire for peace and a complete family while dealing with their child's fever. Writing serves as an outlet for their thoughts and emotions during this challenging time.

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Kristine Mae Cayubit Vencio
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This is October 2, 2021.

There I was looking for my husband and my kid—they’re both on


bed. In this chill and gloomy day, I would’ve wanted to take a
rest and better sleep than last night, but I couldn’t. All the
paper works and stuff, they’re always here… when I wanted to take
a nap, even for a second, no I COULD NOT! Geez

Kay has a fever. She barely has it but I am still worried. This
is the first time I’m gonna be a mom—like the literal mom who
always checks her daughter and solely took care everything, well
I have my partner here. What I always wanted was to be at peace.
And I don’t know what peace means… like for a long time. Hello,
what’s that?

I miss home—but this is home already. But it feels like I’m


missing something. I’m missing the bigger part of it—it’s my mom;
who always asks me how am I, how’s my day, am I hungry, am I not
in the mood… mom. I love you. But I am already at this age and
crave for a complete family where everyone dreamed about.

I have so many thoughts… and writing would be the nicest way to


say so. Good day.

KRING xoxo

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