Time flies.. as they say it. True. It has been a rough journey, and I thought (and still do think) that motherhood is tough. Yes motherhood is tough, and breastfeeding is tough. Juggling house chores and baby is tough. Listening to baby cries is tough. BUT, when I looked at my baby Iman, and I forget all about all the tough stuffs. There's nothing more calming than looking at a healthy and happy baby. When my baby Iman smiles, or asleep, how I wish the time stops. Because that moment will pass, and it will become only memories for me and my husband. How I wish my baby, will remain that sweet, that cute. Because it is the most beautiful, most calming of the soul. And yet, the time will not stop.
My baby, how I wish you could see how much you mean to me and your daddy. How I wish I could forever protect you. How I wish I could always see you. But time will pass, my baby will grow up. And one day I have to let him grow up and be the man he wants to be. I must learn to let go someday. I pray to the Al-Mighty Creator, that my baby will become a man that He loves, a man that He blesses, a man that will follow His law and His path. And above all I pray I could see you in the hereafter. I love you my son.
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