First of I need to rewind back to Monday's events when me and my cousin ventured on a last minute date to Mediacorp Studios. Rallying together to give support to my cousin who was taking part in Anugerah.. Good luck to you Firuz, May all your hard work pay off and your dreams come true.We will do our best to be there for you each time.
Now back to today, Arts central have been screening a very interesting documentary. They are tracking the progress of 25 babies from pregnancy to the age of 20 yrs old.Currently the documentary is in it's 5th year.Child of our Time had me intrigued. The first episode, the showed how a baby can hear from within the womb which is not something new. I used to let Apit listen to Nasyid, talk to him and sing songs to him.Even hubby talked often to Apit.It was clearly proven true when Apit was born, hubby held him and recited the azan in his ears. Hubby said what amazed him was Apit who was crying loudly then as all newborns do, suddenly quieten down looked up at him and smiled. Hubby cried, something which he doen't often do. Later stage, Apit would quieten down almost immediately when I sing to him or switch on the Nasyid.
Another amazing fact they shown was that babies are capable of thinking even from within the womb!! Did you know that? I was truly fixated with this show. Tonite, they showed babies just minutes out of the womb, freshly born, brought into this world.
Looking at the babies, I suddenly broke down and cried.Call it hormones or wateva. But the babies were so beautiful and fragile. Which suddenly reminded me of the heavy responsibility a baby comes with. How helpless they were yet so armed with love and innocence they melt anyone's heart away.I am nearing my 5th mth of pregnancy, and as each day passes I am reminded of the nearing day which the new baby will arrive.
Our lil family of 3 will turn into a cosy family of 4.I dunno how I will cope. Each day,I do my best to be the best mum I can be to my son.I wonder if what I am doing is rite or wrong. What impact it would have on his life.How he would relate to me as he grows up.
But most importantly,I love my son. He's a gem, a treasure I find hard to imagine has been bestowed to me.Each nite I watch him as he sleeps and still wonder how is it possible this beautiful being could have come out from me?I would then hug him tight, kiss him and fall asleep with tears running down my cheeks onto his..And when he wakes up in the morning, the first this he does is look at me. smiles and says"Rambut Ibu macam Nyonya!" What else can I do besides hug him tigher and smother him with kisses til he wriggles out of my grip and runs out to safety in the arms of his nenek .. hehe Rafiqin Afiq, I love you so much!
Wistful for Love
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