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June was filled with simple moments that somehow became some of the most memorable ones. There were no big trips or extraordinary achievements, but watching my son perform on stage, attending a wedding as a family, enjoying a staycation, and reflecting on parenthood made this month feel incredibly meaningful.

This was my son's second time performing on stage. This time, he danced to Baby Shark at one of the biggest shopping malls in my city. It seems to be an annual event organized by his daycare. While it's probably a great marketing opportunity for the school, for us parents it's much more than that it's a chance for our children to build confidence and experience performing in front of an audience. Alhamdulillah, everything went smoothly. My little shark danced, although quite shyly.

I don't know why such a seemingly ordinary moment made me so emotional. It feels like only yesterday he was still a baby, and now he's standing on a stage in front of so many people. This was already his second performance, and what made us even prouder was that he didn't cry, unlike some of his classmates.

My son is naturally quiet, observant, and rather shy. So seeing him stand on stage without his mom and dad, without bursting into tears, was already more than enough to make us happy. The fact that he followed his teachers' instructions and joined the dance, even if a little timidly, made us incredibly proud.

Thank you, my dear. Mom and Dad couldn't be prouder.

This month we also attended a friend's wedding, who also happens to be one of my husband's close friends. It had been a long time since we last attended a wedding. Most of our friends are already married, and since I'm not originally from this city, many of my closest friends still live back in my hometown.

The wedding venue was outdoors. It was quite hot during the day, but thankfully there were plenty of trees and a gentle breeze that made it much more comfortable.

One reason we rarely attend weddings with our son is the loud music. We've always worried about how it might affect his hearing and overall comfort. To be honest, I've often wondered why some parents bring babies to events where the speakers are blasting music at full volume. It just doesn't seem worth the risk. This time, though, we felt he was old enough, so we decided to bring him along.

The second challenge was the smoking. Since the event was outdoors, several guests were smoking, which has always been something that frustrates me. Clean air should be everyone's right, especially when children are around. Usually, I quietly fan the smoke away or deliberately walk past the smokers while holding my son, hoping they'll notice there's a child nearby. I'm still not brave enough to ask them directly to stop.

Fortunately, our little one was incredibly cooperative throughout the event. I had worried because it overlapped with his usual nap time and lunchtime. He did get a little fussy from being sleepy, but after eating, he happily entertained himself with a small toy car I had brought from home. While he played, my husband and I took turns enjoying our lunch. It made me realize that bringing a toddler to events like this isn't as overwhelming as I had imagined. Somehow, I felt proud that we're slowly becoming more confident taking him to different places.

We also planned another little staycation this month. This time, we stayed at a hotel using a complimentary voucher we had received. Ironically, it wasn't as enjoyable as we expected. Maybe because it was free? Haha.

Our room had three single beds. At home, my son and I comfortably share a queen-size bed. He's still very much an active sleeper, rolling around like the blades of a spinning fan all night long. Sleeping together on a single bed suddenly felt incredibly cramped. Why didn't he sleep on his own? Because I was afraid he'd roll right off the bed. Hotels rarely provide bolsters, so my husband even gave up his pillow so we could use it as a barrier to keep our little one safe.

The funny part was that, despite all our efforts, he still managed to roll around in his sleep and bump into the wall a few times. We felt sorry for him, but at the same time, we couldn't help laughing.

That's just life with a toddler who never stays still, even while sleeping.

Thankfully, the hotel did have one thing that made the trip worthwhile: a swimming pool. After daycare, our son got to spend a little time splashing around in the water, and as always, that was enough to make him incredibly happy.

Toward the end of the month, it was time to receive his semester report from daycare. This time, the report card meeting was accompanied by a sharing session led by a professional in food science. Listening to the discussion brought back memories of the countless hours I spent researching complementary feeding (MPASI) when my son was younger. At the same time, it reopened an old wound that has never fully healed, the ongoing struggle of helping him gain weight. The session reminded me that parenthood is filled with endless questions. Are we doing enough? Are we making the right choices? Could we be doing something better? Since I found the discussion incredibly valuable, I decided to write a separate blog post sharing what I learned about the challenges of helping children gain weight.

Looking back, June wasn't a month filled with major milestones or exciting adventures. Instead, it was a collection of small moments that quietly reminded me how quickly my son is growing. Watching him become a little braver, taking him to places we once avoided, laughing through an imperfect staycation, and continuing to learn as a parent, all of these little experiences became the memories that defined our June.

Sometimes, the smallest moments are the ones that stay with us the longest.