While I write this post, You are sleeping with a sore throat, coughing after ever half an hour. I leave everything in between just to come back to the bedroom to make you hear “Za darsara yum janana” (I am with you love) so that you can sleep again peacefully, feeling my comfort. And I know this would be happening throughout the night up until dawn when you ask me “mama, Du-du (milk)” and I will wake up again to give him his bottled milk.
Motherhood is tough but it equally bring that relief , satisfaction, and peace to your heart when you see your boy smile, laugh, cheer and play around calling your name out loud “Marjaniiiiiii !!!!” (A hundred times in a few minutes). So its worth the struggle you make to wake up every night just so that I could feel peace within my own heart.
I enjoy those tantrums when you don’t want to wake up from bed and messy up with your drawers when you want to change your shirts after every 5 minutes.
I loved watching you grow each day. I enjoy every word that you are learning every moment. I repeat them to your dad when he comes home. I cherish every second when I see you laughing out loud with your dad, running around in circles. I am dead sure your dad would be missing you on your birthday. (Hes would be in Nigeria on your Birthday)
You love me more ! I know because you are around me no matter where I go…. i long for that day to see you all grown up to be a gentleman.
I can see the excitement in your eyes when you are exploring everything around you.