He really does know how to teach a woman a lesson.
All that were left were memories... but I think I didn't love L as much as A when I had him. From conception... We took it easy and I overworked my body for A. And all the stress that followed from the beginning built up. Thanks to M too.
Maybe if he had an easy start like A, we wouldn't look at him that much, we wouldn't marvel at his first stand up, or viewed his first step in awe.
So I say, take note world. This boy really pull your heart strings.
Every little step matters. Every little mouthful of rice is clever. Chewed the beef, marvelous. Sit up, thank god.
I tucked him in bed tonight and didn't lose my temper evern though it took me an hour. That hour of silence... made me relived some of the moments that I could have lost him. That rainy night.. What happened if he didn't gasp for that gulp of air in my arms. What happened if we didn't see him and he slept through the night without oxygen in him and what would have happened in the morning? I will be dead for life. All the questions and ignorance. All the retracing of the steps. Like pictures of missing persons on milk cartons. We will never know. It almost kill me again. I told myself to focus on the negative. What doesn't kill only make you stronger. I told myself I shall not disclose my insecurities about him to anyone again. Should someone asked how he is, I shall say- very well.
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