Monday, April 30, 2012
It had been 18 months since I had first conceived.
Wow!! How fast had the time flies....
I still remember the time when I hold the pregnancy test strip, the times when I barf away the whole of my stomach contents, the cramps and aches, the sleepless nights, the first feel of the baby pushing away at my borrowed jeans, the playing with the torchlight, the time when my water broke, the stupid questions that I asked my mum, the hysterical laughter when my water just gushing off and we cannot do anything to stop it (my advice, don't laugh when your water broke. It will trigger more gushing), the drive to the hospital, the waiting at the hospital and finally the baby himself.
Awwww, the baby all kerepot and terpisat2 when they put him on my chest. And...the hot Milo. Always when I drink hot Milo, I remember my little baby. :)
Now, it had been 9 months since little Asyraf came out of my womb and look at the world. Overall, we had 18 excellent months to spend with each other and I would not trade a second of it with all the gold or diamonds in the world. He is now just managing standing up/cruising and he always grin after he managed to do it on his own. Soooo cute.
Alhamdulillah for all the good times that had been rewarded to me. Insya Allah, I hope for more good times to come.
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The race of man shall perish, but the eyes
Of trilobytes eternal in stone,
And seem to stare about in mild surprise
At changes greater than they have yet known.
- T.A. Conrad
To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.
- William Blake,
excerp from Auguries of Innocence.