My daughter is now 8 months.
Like every mother, I couldn’t help but reminisce how life had been when she was still in the womb. She was one heck of a kicker. She used to cause a stir on the “floor” in my previous work. Why, my officemates would often see my tummy move from one side to the other. Hehe. She brought flattery to me as well. Why, I was voted “The World’s Sexiest Mentor” when I had her at 7 months. Haha!
Fast forward to a year later, she still is a kicker and a real handful at that! She’d crawl and climb on almost anything just so she could stand while holding onto something. I observed she’s also bossier now. She’d have this particular gesture to let her take you somewhere from where you both are. And if you don’t get it or if you’d try to ignore her want, she knows just about right where to hit you. Hehe. She’d press your chest or your throat so hard it’d bring you back to your senses…and senses would mean to take her there, not here. Haha!. She mumbles “mam” every now and then. I can’t wait to hear more. =D And yes, she still brings flattery to me. =)
True, these are the joys of motherhood. But with this, I will always keep in my heart these words from Father Jerry Orbos:
“…parents, that no matter how much you love your children, you don’t own them. They belong to God, more than they belong to you. They have a God-given role and mission in this world of which you are a partner and guide.”
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