First Time Mommy: A Little Taste of Home

I crave Filipino food all the time, Philippines was my first home afterall! Interesting fact: Tagalog (Filipino) was my first language. I actually didn't learn English till I moved to the United States when I was about five years old. To help me learn English, my mom and dad hired one of our neighbors to be my English tutor. (Anyway, back to the point.)

My family in the Philippines is the most loving, caring and hospitable people you'll ever meet! I was born and raised in a small province called Bataan. My mom had eleven brothers and sisters, and most of them all live on the same street! I loved visiting back in December, and despite not being home for over fifteen years, it's as if I never left. Everyone treats you like family; including neighbors, family and childhood friends! When I went, I had such an overwhelming sense of belonging and warmth. It was so nice to find similarities with all my cousins and how we tend to bond over the smallest quirky habits or annoying pet peeves.

To everyone back at home:

I MISS YOU.

This in no way compares to the real deal back at home, but until I come back to visit with the baby, this will have to do!

Biko (Filipino Rice Cake)