My Precious Little One

I was checking one of our moving boxes few days ago and found my baby journal {hard copy}, went through it and saw the poem I made two years ago…

I drift into my memories
When I first heard the news
I was going to be a mother,
My joy kept growing fonder.

I dreamt of holding you
And pictured how you looked
Wished you would have Dada’s nose
Funny, I really would like to know.

Wondered if you ever smiled,
When I talked to you from the outside.
Wondered if you ever heard,
When Dada sung a lullabye.

Waiting was the hardest part,
Nine months seemed like ages for us.
Finally, I heard you cried,
And all I pictured in my mind.

Thank you, my precious little one,
For bringing joy to our hearts.
You just don’t know how proud we are,
For having you in our lives…

ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Blogger since 2007 | Home-based Marketing Assistant | WAHM | Ex-OFW | Music enthusiast | Cactus and Succulent Hobbyist | A 41 y/o mom of two lovely girls sharing her adventures as she walks through motherhood and having to do most things on her own while her Indian national husband works miles away from home.

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