One day, actually my first time on a hospital bed, I was sore eyed and was tired after a painful delivery. I said " hez so cute. But hez not like the baby in my dream ".
One day, I made you sit on my lap and we both got ready to face your ped. I thought I was very strong until he pierced a needle into you. Tears rolled down. I wondered why. I looked at MM. He was in tears too.
One day, the 11th day to be particular at 7 am. You barely had learnt the art of keeping eyes wide open and in one such instant, I was telling you my story. My life, my love, my ambitions. You were a perfect listener. Mmuuahh!!
One day, the 40th day, my cravings had reached its peak. I spoke with MM and he reluctantly agreed to take me to a restaurant for biryani. There I was bribing you!! " behave well please. Don't disturb mumma when shez eating." and you obeyed every single word. The next day, your poop was green n I swore not to ask for biryani again.
One day, during our battle for feeding I yelled " I don't want you! " i still wonder what made me so cruel.
One day, I saw a curve on your face. It wasn't a smile but a frown. That day onwards your frown became an indication for hunger. I really miss those now.
One day, the usual "ungaaaa" you would say which was an indication for milk turned to a soft whisper "amma". Oh! How happy I was.
One day, one awful day just after your ammamma left to India you caught cold. How pathetic I felt. I cried buckets. Couldn't have made it without MM at all. Hats of to all mom's who had to go through illness and complications. I salute you guys!!
One day, my Amma drew a mush on your hmmm philtrim and you looked like a man n in a jiffy I say "my bodyguard". I would love to be pampered by the father son duo.
Many more such wonderful instances and episodes of cuteness and awesomeness including feeds, bath-time fun, sleep-time drama, potty-time craziness and combined with all the workout running behind you became a part of my life after you were born. My dear Mike Wazowski, my kannaya, my prince charming, my bodyguard, my everything and my second love....... all I want to say is "Thank-you". Thanks for choosing me as your mom. A very happy happy happy birthday to you darling. I'm gonna celebrate it in my own special way. I know future you'll be proud and happy with what your parents did for you. Stay blessed!!
A hiiiiii from all of them!!
P.S: you are turning very naughty and troublesome day by day. Be ready to get whacked, for all your naughty dos!!
