This morning, I woke up not feeling well.
My 2 year old son woke up with his dad who left us in the room and hurriedly went to the comfort room.
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My son called me and asked me to join him in the sala but I said I am not feeling well. So he went back to bed to breastfeed and when he saw my eyes are wet, he wiped them.
And right there and then I can feel more tears forming in my eyes. I was so touched with that simple gesture.
I said thank you and I love you and he replied I love you more. Then goes our endless I love you mores.
I always pray for my son to grow a good boy and a better man.
While feeding, I asked him to let go so I can prepare breakfast. He stopped and said, let's go.
So we went to the kitchen and prepare our breakfast.
Time is really moving so fast. One time he was just so small that my husband can hold him in one hand. But now he is so heavy, so annoying yet so lovable, so talkative and a singer too!
He does not have playmates which is why we often stay late at night so we can play with him until he is sleepy.
There are times I wish I was born rich that I won't need to work so I can always stay with him. There are also times he would pull me and ask me not to go to work and instead, look after him. It's a lot of explanation and a lot of convincing which I know he does not understand well but I say it anyway.
Someday, he will understand.
May God bless us moms, all parents that we may be able to guide and raise our children to the best we can.
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