My Little Girl is no longer a Baby

Has it already been twelve months, really? 52 weeks? 365 days? 8,765.8 hours? 31,556,926 seconds? Has it already been a year when your daddy and I brought you out into this world? Time seems to have evaded us, I can still remember that fateful night when I was in tormenting pain trying to cope while you’re pushing your way out of my body, but the real magic was when the doctor finally placed you on my bare chest, while the cord was still binding us, you looked up at me then all the pain melted into thin air, as if I didn’t feel any of them at all and my heart almost exploded with the amount of love I had bursting inside me only for you. You were this tiny little lump who meant the entire world to me and your daddy. Now, my little one, you’re a whole new person all on your own.

Twelve months it’s been, you’ve grown much taller, you’ve gained a lot of weight, a couple of your teeth have popped out, your face has changed and you are no longer a lump, you are now a very beautiful toddler, my beautiful toddler. I erupt with so much pride each time you achieve a milestone, and I know that most people think they are normal things that are bound to happen anyway, but for me, your mother, they were spectacular achievements that made you even more special to my eyes and my heart. I couldn’t even begin to describe how your playful grin could wash away any illness I have, how your laughter can take away all my stress, how your simple touch can make me go over the moon and back. You might be tiny, but you have no idea how humongous you are to me, and the mere thought of being a witness to more of your spectacular moments make me look forward to the years to come.

My little one, I pray to God everyday that he transforms me into the mother such an angel like you deserves. I beg our creator that he guides me and your dad to raise you and hone you and cultivate you in such a way that you will achieve your fullest potentials. Above all, every night and day, I implore our Father in heaven that your dad and I may manage to fill your life with so much love, laughter and fond memories to last you an eternity.

It doesn’t matter how many more centimetres or feet you grow, or how many pounds you gain or loose, or how many teeth would pop out or fall out, no matter if you’re a lump or a toddler or a young adult or an adult. It doesn’t matter if you’re in kindergarten, elementary school, high school, college or even post graduate studies. All of these won’t matter to me. In my eyes and my heart, you will always be a reason for living. You and your daddy are my motivation to strive and be a better person, just because in my heart I feel you deserve more. I can write platitudes about how deep and profound my love for you is, and still they wouldn’t be enough, nor would they even come close.

Someday soon you will read this humble note from your doting mommy, and someday you’ll understand, and I hope and pray that someday as you read this you’ll know that no matter the years, you will always mean the world to me and your daddy, it won’t matter how many years pass, you my girl, will always be my baby. I love you so much Charlie!

9 Happy Years Together, 4 years of marital bliss

I know it’s such a cliché to say that time flies but what can I say, it’s absolutely true. I still remember, oh so vividly, that faithful day that I’ve laid eyes on this guy , I was still a gooey teenager back then (OMG, I was still a teen when I first met him…. Geez….shivers!) and I know it’s another cliché but I never thought I’d be spending the rest of my life with him.

Looking back these past years, I couldn’t be more grateful. It was the best years of my life. I have been blessed with a man who not only takes care of me but loves me unconditionally in spite of all my flaws. I have been blessed with a person who is my person… someone I can count on and someone who, I know, will always be there come what may. I don’t know what I did to deserve such a man who puts my needs over his own. I always tell honey that he is a blessing and an answered prayer and I believe this is so more as we spend each day together. And if all these blessings were not enough, the generous father up there even topped it up by sending us an angel to complete our little family.

So, nine years down, and if these nine years is even a fraction of how our eternity together will be then I can hardly wait for eternity with my man (I keep on saying nine years which is when we started our relationship and not when we got married coz I see our wedding as an integral chapter of our love which began earlier). I’m not saying that the nine years has been perfect or that we are the perfect couple, we do have some arguments, oh yeah we do, and we sometimes don’t see eye to eye but all of these are like spices which further enhances the flavour of our love. We do have one golden rule though, we always make sure that we keep our fights clean.

And to my honey, my one true love, my strength, my refuge, my sanity, my life, I guarantee there will be tough time, I guarantee that one or both of us would want to get out of this, but I also guarantee that If I won’t have you, I’ll regret it for the rest of my life coz deep in my heart I know that you’re the only one for me (borrowed lines from our favourite movie). Love you so much honey! Happy Anniversary!

Ber Months are here!

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Oh, that time of the year is fast approaching and its evidenced by the sudden change of wind, its much cooler now and the days becoming shorter. I remember this morning, honey dropped me off here in the office and I told him "look the leaves of the trees are becoming golden again".

ahh yes, its that time of the year again. Let be the first to greet you all a very Merry Christmas!