These last few days had been Chinnu's most enjoyable days ( I think). he is surrounded my so many friends and relatives, who are always waiting in queue to hold or cuddle him or to play with him. I think he is enjoying the attention.
In the church, I had to actually wait to get hold of my baby. people who have never talked to me before, give me the widest smile now. I think I am getting popular, thanks to my baby. but the most happiest thing for me is that, even if Chinnu is with someone else and he sees me, he will give me "the smile". it makes my heart melt to know that, I am so important for my baby. once in a while, when he is not happy with the person holding him, I would stretch my arms and ask him to come to me. he would happily do so. at that moment, I cant resist myself from hugging him tightly and kissing him. I am happy that, I am there for Chinnu whenever he needs me.
Sometimes he wakes up, and if he finds no one near him, he would crawl around the bed, and later would start crying. I would go and sleep next to him, hold him close to me and put him to sleep again. its so fulfilling and satisfying to comfort your child. I think all mothers feel this outburst of love. and maybe like me, they cherish these moments.
During all these moments, what come to my mind is a poem. Shibu sent me this poem, when I was pregnant. At that time, the poem was just a poem. but now I know, it means a lot. the poem goes like this.
But tell me, here in Heaven, I don't do anything else but sing and smile, that's enough for me to be happy. Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you every day. And you will feel your angel's love and be happy. And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me, if I don't know the language that men talk? Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak. And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you? Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray. I've heard that on earth there are bad men. Who will protect me? Your angel will defend you even if it means risking its life. But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore. Your angel will always talk to you about me and will teach you the way for you to come back to me, even though I will always be next to you. At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from earth could already be heard, and the child in a hurry asked softly: Oh God, if I am about to leave now, please tell me my angel's name. Your angel's name is of no importance, you will call your angel: Mommy
Once upon a time there was a child ready to be born. So one day she asked God: They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless? Among the many angels, I chose one for you. She will be waiting for you and will take care of you.
"Mommy"... I never knew, carrying this title would be such a honor. It has given my life a new meaning.
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