After Isabel was born and the two mothers came together to help, I felt “too helped” and I tried to fight for my own independence. I wanted to “grow up” and “manage” my own household and family. I guess in my quest to learn the hard way, I have pushed my family members away. It is not a bad thing because B and I grew closer to each other in wanting to make this family thing work. I believe this is what maturity is all about. We take responsibility for our lives and our family’s. Although I sometimes wish I have the luxury of family support when I need them the most, I realized I have been stretched to do this and I can do this. Oh God, continue to anoint my head, my heart and my hands to be a Godly mommy to my children.