Being mother is so different From being normal. My sanity, my strength I have lost'em many days But you are the whole purpose of my life! My tiny cute creature Is my entire happiness!
Your giggles are my life's fuel. 'Amma, Ma', The sweetest love language I have ever heard! The cuddles and kisses I desire them for my whole life. My Goddess, my Queen! I love you the most.
There was a "home" where an old clock was well maintained. The clock loved to serve the people of it's home and the family valued it as their treasure. One day the clock's batteries were about to die and the family tried to revive it . After many efforts, the clock ticked it's last beat and stopped working. The "house" buried the old clock with great grief. And the house misses the old clock forever.
My little one! Why's time so fast? From tiny coos to babbling words, From toothless giggles To smiling with temporary teeth. I'm awed that it all happened so soon!
Esteemed third trimester, Grateful for making me Alexithymic! Even so tiresome, You're tuneful whenever My lil' fella rolls and twists inside my sac. (sometimes making my bile acids to reflux.LOL!) Though mad to see my sunshine, Hate to miss those flips and squirms!