I have this odd attitude that I tend to cry when things get out of my hand - things that make me mad, happy, tired, fed up. My emotions get too strong that my body's number one reaction is to cry. 

Now that I have a one year old, there are times when no matter how much I try to keep things on track, there will always be instances that situations drive me crazy. One example is when Caleb decides to play and play and play during his bedtime, or worse at 4 in the morning. It usually happens when I am tired for the whole day or I still have tons of things to tick off my to-do list. When all I want is to have a shower and sit on the sofa comfortably. When I want some time to just even brush my hair or to poo peacefully. Yes, motherhood is tough and I'm supposed to be tougher. 

Yesterday, we went to Church and the homily was just perfect. It's like talking to God. 

It's true. I felt that I realize my purpose more. That my family wouldn't be able to stand tall if not for my contributions. Contributions that may look simple but are essential such as preparing food, giving Caleb a bath, preparing his clothes, cleaning his bum when he poos, providing clean bed sheets for a comfortable sleep, etc. I myself see these things as irrelevant and just a tiny piece compared to what my husband provides. But today, I have a better perspective of myself, my routine, my duties, my PURPOSE. 

It's great to know that what you do benefits other people especially your family. To all new moms like me who sometimes feel like life is hitting them with stones, always remember that it's a always a FULFILLMENT to SERVE your family. Having downtimes and stressful nights are just part of the drama! :)

My love for food makes me imagine different types of anything edible. Out of nowhere I thought of asizzling bangus that's overloaded with gravy. It's actually the gravy that I craved for not the fish itself. 

I think I'm becoming a great cook as time goes by because there are times when I don't follow recipes, I just try to imagine how it's done and then I'm able to come up with a delicious dish. It really makes me happy especially for someone who doesn't have any background in cooking.

Last night, I decided to give this dish a try. I was so happy at how it turned out that I took a photo and posted it online! My husband loved it too and that's the best part. :)  

I was craving for gyoza one time, but I knew that eating out would be costly. Of course, I'd end up ordering not only gyoza but other stuff as well. Hehe.

I scanned different recipies on Pinterest and I encountered some with hard-to-find  ingredients. Good thing I found one that has ingredients that I already have in the pantry. 

Making it was easy (with the help of a foos processor) because you just need to mix everything together. But assembling them in dumpling wrappers took most of the time. I also figured that the secret to the gyoza was the taste of cabbage and sesame oil. Once I put those two it instantly smelled like a legit gyoza! 

I have my family to give it a try and they loved it, especially my sister. Unfortunately, my husband is not a fan of gyoza so when I asked if it was delicious he said that he doesn't really know the taste of a real gyoza but he thinks it is similar to what I made. 

Baking always has a special spot in my heart. I don't know why but, somehow I find peace when baking despite all the mess it involves. I started baking when I got pregnant in 2013. I didn't have a job to pre-occupy myself so my husband and I decided to give baking a try. Who knew I have a talent for this that I was able to start an online business for desserts. I thank God for this talent. :)

Now that I have a 1-year old, 90% of my time is alloted for him and baking is my least priority at the moment even though I find it as a stress reliever. Maybe, when my kids already go to school would be the best time to start exploring in the kitchen again. 

This is the latest creation I did for the second time. Luckily, my sister was free to look after Caleb so I had enough time to do all the clutter. It's tough though, to work fast paced because I didn't want to bother other people in taking care of my child. In short, baking is one of those "irrelevant tasks" that I can leave undone. 

Anyway, I'm just glad that even at second try, my cupcakes were a blast! I used a better tool for the frosting compared to the previous one, so it looked way better this time around. 

My husband even wanted me to look at the costing for possible addition to our products. 

I see myself working in the kitchen again with my apron on and oven preheating in the near future. It's something that I wouldn't give up even when I get old. :)