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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…

A full-time home-based Marketing Manager by day, 24/7 Mom, and a Blogger at any time. I’m 42 and proud. Mom of Derelle & Erchelle, sharing my adventures as I walk through motherhood and having to do most things on my own while my Indian national husband works miles away from home.

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