Whenever my son is not cranky, he's the most charming boy I have met.
He's a big kisser. He loves to kiss his sister, making her giggle happily. He kisses me when he wakes up in the morning. He gives his Dadda a lot of kisses.. so much so that I am jealous of it.
He obviously loves his Dadda. He gets up, happy and excited, whenever he sees him entering the room. He climbs up to him, gives him kisses, and comfortably positions himself on his chest or tightly wraps him arms around his neck. He would fall asleep in his arms. Dadda's patting and rocking can be better than Momma's boobba. Or in more exciting moods, he starts to play with him - throwing pillows at him, jumping, and laughing. He is a playful boy!
Moments of hugs and kisses full with love like this is priceless. Many times I breathe in this overwhelming feelings of gratitute and thankfulness, reminding myself to enjoy THESE WONDERFUL MOMENTS and knowing that ALLAH HAS BLESSED ME WITH THE VERY THINGS THAT I LONGED FOR AND HAD BEEN ASKING FOR and humbly accepting that THIS IS NOT FOREVER.
I love being a mother. The feelings are indescribable. Sometimes it makes me think of the lyric
In all that I've done wrong I know I must have done something right
To deserve a hug every morning and butterfly kisses at night
May Allah bless us always.
ALHAMDULILLAH, thank you Allah for the gifts more that I asked for and more than I deserve.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Sisters
I have three elder sisters, all of whom are very dear to me.
I was reminded of the blessings of having them in my life when I received a visit from two of them a few weeks ago. CY and CN were pillars of support for our parents and they co-shouldered the responsibilities to us the younger ones when we were all kids. The only new clothes other than school uniforms we got as children were Baju Rayas bought by CY from her hard-earned money working at a factory in KL. The rest were used clothes, which I did cherish, from relatives or neighbors. CN helped lovingly took care of other things, such as school and medical matters. We also used to hang out at her house during school holidays. And Yeop was like a father to us.
When I was living in boarding school, KIpah helped me a lot. AbangMan did too.
When I started working in KL, I lived with CY, of course. So did my brothers when they were at that stage. That helped keep our expenses low while we were just starting out. She took us in, opened up her humble house, literally making room for us even when she herself barely had much.
They did what they had to do. They were our heroes.
That's my sisters and I am so proud of them. I don't know if we can ever reciprocate that. May Allah return their kindness and reward them for all the sacrifices and selfless love... Amin! I love you all very much and thank you very much for the love when we needed it the most.
I was reminded of the blessings of having them in my life when I received a visit from two of them a few weeks ago. CY and CN were pillars of support for our parents and they co-shouldered the responsibilities to us the younger ones when we were all kids. The only new clothes other than school uniforms we got as children were Baju Rayas bought by CY from her hard-earned money working at a factory in KL. The rest were used clothes, which I did cherish, from relatives or neighbors. CN helped lovingly took care of other things, such as school and medical matters. We also used to hang out at her house during school holidays. And Yeop was like a father to us.
When I was living in boarding school, KIpah helped me a lot. AbangMan did too.
When I started working in KL, I lived with CY, of course. So did my brothers when they were at that stage. That helped keep our expenses low while we were just starting out. She took us in, opened up her humble house, literally making room for us even when she herself barely had much.
They did what they had to do. They were our heroes.
That's my sisters and I am so proud of them. I don't know if we can ever reciprocate that. May Allah return their kindness and reward them for all the sacrifices and selfless love... Amin! I love you all very much and thank you very much for the love when we needed it the most.
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