The bug turns 1 today!!
In about 5 hours time, a year ago, I started having gooey discharge.
In about 16 hours time, a year ago, I went under the knife and out came Iliya May.
I've been a mother for a year. I don't think I know how to be anything else. This is not only Iliya's birthday but also how long I've been privileged to be a mother to a wonderfully smart, funny, adorable, cheeky, sweet, cuddly little girl.
We've come a long way and I pray that we still have a long way to go.
Since her birth, she has learned how to turn over, crawl, stand, cruise, walk and run. She also grew 6 teeth while doing all that.
She can say dada, MAMA! (capslock on, all the time), bye bye (with smoochy flying kiss sounds), bak! (I want!), nen nen (if you don't know what this means, I'm not going to tell), not nice, tak nak!, kai kai, abang, kakak and uncle.
She waves bye bye when she wants to leave. She cries when daddy leaves. She laughs when she's being funny. She bops up and down when you sing or hears music being played. She runs, while arms in the air if she does something she's not suppose to. She feeds you her food. She'll go hug people when asked.
She's my pride, my joy. (Oh boy, this post is making me cry!)
Sometimes, I'm afraid of loving her too much for fear of losing her. A tiny voice in my head will go off saying, "you always lose the things you love the most". So I reason that if I love her slightly less, I won't lose her. Cause I don't want to. You may think I'm silly for fearing such a thing, but the fear is real.
I can't remember the time when we didn't have her. When it was just the husband and I. It doesn't feel like, baby makes three. It has always been the three of us. That's what it feels like to me.
We won't be celebrating her birthday just yet because her favorite auntie just left for umrah today. When she gets back, perhaps.
I'm thankful that she's surrounded by people that love her. People that are close by, and even far away (in Australia). Even by people that have never met her (HI! Jo!!). I'm sure she knows it too.
So here's to my little bug! Happy birthday darling, Mummy loves you much.
3 comments:
Happy Birthday darlin'! *muaks* Will pass you your pressie when I see you kays? I hope it fits *grimace*
Haha.. I hope it fits. The phrase I get the most from my friends. :p I'm sure it will. Even if it's for only a little while. Thanks!! Iliya sends you flying kisses with smoochy sounds.
happy belated birthday kiddo! XD
will pass the pressie when i see u too! no worries.. it will definitely fit! hahahaha..
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