My First Born

Last Sunday, March 23, my daughter celebrated her 28th birthday. Yes, you read it right. I have a 28 year old daughter.

She was born on Easter Sunday in 1986. I named her Kristine Anne which means "graceful, merciful Christian." She weighed 7 pounds 2 ounces at birth, 20 inches in length. I had a hard time pushing her out, she was rather big for a first time mom. 

Being the first grandchild, Kristine was the darling in the family. My parents doted over her like she was their child, taking her with them everywhere they went. I was still in Medical School when I had her, so my parents were the ones who took care of her most of the time. 

"Tin-Tin" as she is fondly called, grew up to be a fine young lady. I worked hard to send her to exclusive Catholic schools for girls and sent her to the University of Santo Tomas, the oldest Catholic university in the Philippines where she graduated with a degree in Economics. 

My little baby is now gainfully employed and eyeing a managerial post in the banking institution she is working for. She has accomplished so much in life and all I wish is for her to spread her wings even more and reach her dreams and aspirations. She has been the best sister to her two younger brothers, never failing to give them valuable advice about setting life goals and staying focused on achieving it. I am confident that she will be a good wife and mom when the time comes. 

I still cannot believe she is now 28 years old. It seemed like it was only a few years ago that she was a baby. On her birthday, I made a little video with pictures of her as a baby, and as a grown woman. I am sharing it with you.

"A mother's love for her child is like nothing else in the world.

It knows no law, no pity, it dares all things

and crushes down remorselessly all that stands in its path."

-Agatha Christie