Crying Over Spilled Milk Novels & Stories

Ng gatas. "Ha? -Ayy! " She almost jumped on panic when she realized that her bowl was overfilling with milk. "Shit- What were you thinking?!” Daniel silently screaming at her as he held both her hands to stop her from overflowing the milk on the bowl. She went freeze again when he was so f*cking near at her back. [BRAG!] Hindi niya mapigilang umiwas sa pagkakahawak nito sa kanya kaya hindi niya sinasadyang mahulog ang bowl sa floor.

Out of desperation I removed my shirt and offered him my breastmilk and to my surprise he took it. I cried but I don't know what am I crying for this time. Maybe I'm crying out of relief because finally, I silenced my son by feeding him with my own milk. I was looking at him with tears in my eyes as his small mouth is sucking ang grasping the milk from my breast.

Sagot ko nalang at lumapit sa kanila. "Baby, here's your milk." Saad ko kay Cole. Tiningnan niya ang dala ko at tumingin sa akin. "Mommy, I don't want milk." Sabay iling niya. Nagtaka na ako. "Bakit ayaw mo na ng milk? Ayaw mo ba timpla ko?" Matamlay kong tanong. Nag pout siya. "Kase po mommy, big boy na ako." "Cole, even if you're a big boy, you still need to drink milk," I said to him, trying not to smile. I always found his hurry to grow up funny.

Ngunit nang maalala niyang kailangan niya pa iyong lagyan ng powdered milk at tubig ay muli siyang napapadyak. "Gaano naman karaming gatas at tubig ang ilalagay ko?" problemadong tanong ni Adrielle sa kanyang sarili. Nakadagdag sa pagkataranta niya ang walang tigil na pag-iyak ng hawak niyang baby.

Para niya akong binabasa hanggang sa kaloob looban ng kaluluwa ko. “…pumasok na tayo, anak. You already played enough. Bukas naman ulit.” Akmang ihahakbang ko na sana ang paa ko nang pigilan ako ni Riley. “Wait mommy. I’m confused. Sir here…” ani Riley sabay turo at tingin muli kay Rocco. “…said that if guys like us is crying, we don’t let others see it. And crying is only for weak—“ “It is not, anak. And sa loob ko nalang ipapaliwanag sayo, okay ba yun?”

But here I am defying my own rules. "Just be yourself. Cry until you cannot shed any single tear anymore." "B-but crying is a form of weakness, Ganther..." His voice cracked while saying that. "You were wrong, Oynx. Crying isn't a weakness. Crying is another form of rest. We shed tears because we can't handle our emotions anymore. And letting yourself cry is a process of letting what in your chest go." Hindi s'ya sumagot. Tumingala ako sa langit.

Hindi naman kami masisisra kung hindi mangyayare ang aksidente na iyon. Umiiyak na naman ako. Kailan ba matatapos ang mga luha na ito? Hindi ba sila titigil sa kakatulo kapag naiisip ko ang mga magulang ko? Normal lang naman siguro ito dahil mahal na mahal ko ang mga magulang ko. “You’re such a crybaby.” Napapunas ako ng mga luha ko nang biglang pumasok si Daylon na may dalang pagkain at tubig. “You should eat this to gain your enegry.”

Yumakap agad ako pabalik at hindi ko na naman mapigilan ang hindi umiyak. "Hindi na tayo sad, Nanay. Kauwi na si Daddy," yakap ni baby Molly sa akin. "Makakarga na niya, Nanay, si baby Melly natin," sabi rin ni baby Hollis. "Saya-saya namin, kauwi ka na Daddy. Na-miss ka po namin sobra po," sambit ni baby Hollis. "I'm here now. Please stop crying, Mahal," masuyong sambit ni Harisson.

Parang sinusuri siya na par ang bagay. Gusto na niyang umalis agad matapos ilapag ang kape. Ngunit bigla siyang hinawakan sa kamay. “I want more milk, lots and lots of milk.” At sa paligid ay sumabog ang tawanan.

Hindi lang ikaw ang lalaki sa mundo. Expect the annulment papers first thing in the morning tomorrow. That's what I promised to myself. Gusto kong umiyak ng malakas at magsisigaw sa loob ng banyo pero naisip ko rin para saan? Para kanino? Para ano pa? There's no point in crying over a spilled milk. Hindi ko na maibabalik kung anong kinuha niya. That is what I get for beign dumb.