Leaving Home, Going Home

So we are finally back in Manila after half a year of being with my family in the States. Hunter and I are still adjusting with the time and are usually awake early in the morning.

We arrived four days ago, just the two of us. Flying halfway around the world with a toddler was surprisingly easier than I expected. Hunter couldn't have been more behaved. No meltdowns and tantrums. He was the most behaved little person in the plane and his mama couldn't be more proud.

This was his "worse" behaviour during the flight---a few whimpers when his favorite Thomas video won't play. =)

Too much Ipad time is bad for little kids, but when at the airport--do what you gotta do! =D

Good thing that my little guy was at his best behaviour because I was barely holding myself up leaving my family again. I hate goodbyes. We are not good with them.

Holding my sister's hand while being driven to the airport

The last 6 months had been the best stay in Chicago I've had. Although I always say the same thing every time I go home to my family. It's just so reassuring to know theres a group of people in the world who always have my back. It's like one big requirement in life is ticked off the list, I can do anything.

 I was able to recharge, regroup and just basically map out what I need to do. Turning 30 was also cathartic for me. I'm motivated again and more importantly, optimistic. I can't wait to see how the next few days will unfold. So many exciting things ahead. 

See you again, Chicago. You are home.

Hello again, Manila. I missed you. I'm ready! Let's do this!

Hunter seeing his papa after half a year. ❤ We missed you