Happy Birthday, my angel. God Bless.
You have turned two today - and in these two years, you have given mamma a lifetime of happiness.
Do you remember those days when you were within me and every morning I would talk to you and feel you in me. Your kicks, your movements upside down - I remember it all. I remember the first time they got you near me in the OT - wrapped in a green blanket, rose red cheeks, tiny little eyes, a frown on your face, and wet hair. Did I wish for anything else ever in my life beyond that moment? And the first time I held you in my arms - scared to hold you for you looked so fragile. The first time you smiled at me, I had tears in my eyes. The first day you called me 'mamma". The first instance when you could stand on your own, the first time you took a step forward - I am proud of your achievements and want to tell you that You have been my greatest achievement.
Times passes and today you are two - the journey has been an awesome experience - and I adore the moments that we have shared. Tomorrow, when you get busy in your own world, I would have these memories of your childhood as a treasure to bank on in my old days. :-) You ways of communicating with me fill me thrill every day -
I still don't understand the song that you want to hear from me these days "sunagatha"...been trying to understand what you mean when you say that - I know you try to sing and tell me what song is it but mamma doesn't seem to get at that. You fondness for two songs "Ada" and "Hum rahe ya na rahe kal", the way you would wave at the plane and say "plane bye bye", your shining eyes when you see mamma after a long day, the way you shut everyone up saying "shaaap", your laughter, your pony tails, your tiny fingers and the way you would want to wear mamma's rings..all this and so much more.
You fill my life with joy.
Mili - someday I want you to read these messages that I keep writing for you - umpteen in my diary and the first one on the Web - you mamma has always been connected to you in more than one way.
I wish you happiness and I wish you peace.
I love you the most - my precious angel. You have blessed my life with your little soul. Thank you for your butterfly kisses.
Thank you God for allowing me to nurture a life within - for allowing me to experience motherhood, and for giving me my life's greatest gift - my angel, my joy and my PRIDE.
Ending it up with those lines of your daddy's favourite song for you - "In all that I've done wrong I know I must have done something right to deserve a hug every morning and butterfly kisses at night."
And here is the song that he dedicated to you two years back:
There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here from heaven and she'sdaddy's little girl.
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks to Jesus and I close my eyes
and I thank god for all the joy in my life
Oh, but most of all For butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer;
sticking little white flowers all up in her hair;
"Walk beside the pony, Daddy, it's my first ride."
"I know the cake looks funny, Daddy, but I sure tried.
"In all that I've done wrong I know I must have done something right
to deserve a hug every morning and butterfly kisses at night.
Sweet 16 today She's looking like her mama a little more everyday
One part woman, the other part girl.
To perfume and make-up from ribbons and curls
Trying her wings out in a great big world.But I remember Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer;
sticking little white flowers all up in her hair.
"You know how much I love you, Daddy, But if you don't mind
I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time.
"With all that I've done wrong I must have done something right
to deserve her love every morningand butterfly kisses at night.
All the precious time
Like the wind, the years go by.
Precious butterfly.
Spread your wings and fly.She'll change her name today.
She'll make a promise and I'll give her away.
Standing in the bride-room just staring at her.
She asked me what I'm thinking and I said "I'm not sure-I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl.
"She leaned over…
gave me butterfly kisses with her mama there,
Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair
"Walk my down the aisle,
Daddy-it's just about time.
"Does my wedding gown look pretty, Daddy? Daddy, don't cry!"Oh, with all that I've done wrong I must havedone something right.
To deserve your love every morning and butterfly kisses
-I couldn't ask God for more, man this is what love is.
I know I gotta let her go,
but I'll always remember every hug in the morning and butterfly kisses.
Thursday, May 25, 2006
Posted by That was it... at 11:22 AM
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