Happy B’day Malik
Malik sweetie, it’s your first birthday…..welcome to toddler world!!!
I still remembered the day you were born….just like others moms do…! I don’t care how many kids they have…one, four, twelve, each one of the children has a special delivery moment. So are you, my dear.
A lot of strange things happened the day you were born. Kakek was trying to visit me while I’m in labor and got lost……(well it’s his first time driving in Raleigh). Baba had to pick him up in Target while I’m having some heavy contraction at the hospital:(
Luckily Baba could come back on time just before you were born:). On top of that, while I was in pain, the nurse had to change my bed not once, but twice. Somehow my delivery room is not equipped well!! Last but not least, you made your way out before the doctor could reach my room. There were lots of women deliver their baby on that night. The doctor was so busy. The nurse had to scream on the intercom,"Get someone RIGHT NOW..BABY HEAD IS OUTTTTTTT!!!!
It was quite an experience. We were so thankful to Allah for the blessing. You were a healthy, happy baby. Right after you were born, your brothers and sister came to visit us. They couldn’t wait to see you. They’ve been waiting since morning. They loved you instantly. You were so cute, MasyaAllah.
When we brought you home, everything is different. I’m very fortunate that Kakek and Nenek could stay with us for three months. I couldn’t imagine if they were not there for all of us. Even with their help, I still felt overwhelming sometimes..:) I remember one time I cried and told Baba, "How am I going to survive four kids?" He said," We will, InsyaAllah."
So, here we are. The first year is over. We survived. We survived 13 hour trip to Midwest. We survived groceries store trip with four active kids, we even survived vacation on the beach! It’s not always easy. But somehow, only good things stuck in my mind. I couldn’t recall me having a heart attack or meltdown….he..he..he…
I still remember how I just wanna woke up in the middle of the night to see you sleeping.I would kiss your chubby cheek, and your sweet smelling tummy. I could just watch you smile in your dream and just felt how blessed I am…
I still remember how you laugh and giggle, how you dance to my song, and how you throw your tantrum when I took something from you.
At one year old, you hit your milestone right on time. Sometimes earlier than expected, Subhanallah. You walked, you climbed up the stair and even climbed down the stair on your own. You survived couple of hard falls too:)
It’s amazing how time flies. When I only had your sister, it felt so long for her reach her first birthday. I think all my energy just drained to her. But with you.., every month passed just like that. I was just way too busy I guess….
Anyway, my dear, I am looking forward for many many wonderful years, InsyaAllah. May allah always guide and protect you and your brothers and sister. Happy birthday sweetheart…..
