I’m feeling better by the day. Thanks God again. I hope to be able to hold my son before this week ends. I missed holding him close.
These days, I can barely stay for 3mins in our room so as to protect my son. I choose to. And even if I linger for a little longer, mother sends me away if I stayed longer than 3mins.
This evening, I peeked inside our room to see what he’s doing. Playing, with Nanay. With my mother’s command, I retreated from our room. But Matt cried. I came back and gently told him not to cry because Mama is going out to clean his bottles. Hours later, I got back to say my quick goodnight before he can doze off to sleep.