The Half Birthday Special!!


It’s my baby’s half birthday today. He turned 6 months old. The past 6 months have been a roller coaster ride. The best ride of my life. With him, I have discovered who I truly am, how patient I can be and the limits my love and selflessness can cross for another person.

Every moment of the past 6 months has been so special that it deserves to be engraved in our memories forever.

To my little munchkin….

Hey Abdul Wahid,

You turned 6 months old today, as I write this letter. The past 6 months have been the best half year of my life. I want to recall and freeze every little moment of the past half year in my mind.

The first month, you were this tiny little new-born, who just slept and cried and fed and pooped and back to sleep. All my memories of you from your first month include me staring at you as you peacefully slept, missing you when you were in fact right in front of my eyes, yet dreading you waking up and start wailing again. I felt so overwhelmed as every little thing around me changed. My life was all about you now, I began to disappear.

The rush of emotions and the sleeplessness made me crazy, yet I wanted to be just around you. The second month when you began to smile, made life even more colourful. Its like my heart would dance each time you smiled; it still does. The first two months I was obsessed with clicking pictures of you stretching as you woke up from your sleep.

The third month you began to stay awake a little more and sleep a little longer, that’s when I felt my sanity begin to return a little bit. You began to turn to your side, and every time you did it, I felt so high.

Just as you were about to complete your fourth month, you learnt to roll over on your tummy, and you’ve mastered that ever since.

It’s not just these milestones that I cherish, it’s the many other little big things. The way you smile at me when you wake up makes me want to jump off the mountain, and by the amount of happiness I feel at that moment, I swear I would fly.

The way you keep trying to ask me to pick you up and hold you, makes my heart burst with happiness. The way you turn your head looking for me at the sound of my voice and smile as soon as you find me, makes me want to drop everything and spend my entire life living that moment.

The love I feel for you, I never thought anyone could ever feel for anybody. You’re that piece of my heart which renders every other piece useless. You are my light, my life, my happiness, my everything.

You’re my Abdul Wahid, my one and only. My me. I love you to the moon and back infinite times.
Happy half birthday sweetheart!!

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