My dear Ahaan,
Happy First Birthday my son.
“Time flies “– The phrase stands so true with kids. Even though today you are one year old yet, holding you in my arms is still one of my most loved things to do in my whole day. I am in complete awe that it’s been one year! I still remember you in that petite – so charming and kissable, huggable baby right from the beginning. You came into this world with a need to observe and to do – an inquisitive and social temperament, at heart. You have used up the first year of your life discovering and unearthing your world in new and astounding ways.
I memorize that afternoon a year ago very intensely, when you came knocking (in my tummy) desperate to come out complete 7 days earlier. I presume you were prepared to tread into this world and get going, as you do so impressively since that day.
The type of love you stimulated in me left me astonished. It’s not over or better than other loves in my life - only diverse for its special. Diverse from the way I love your dad, diverse from the way I love my mother, sister and rest of my family - and diverse from the way I love my life. It has augmented my life.
And with that love originates a complete array of other sentiments. I have undergone feelings of vulnerability when I use to see you cry in the early weeks and I could do nothing to sooth your pain, feelings of desolation when you use to howl unremittingly in the early months. A feeling of disappointment when you were in throbbing pain from what we now know was colic. Feelings of anxiety about all the new facets of life that being a new parent brings along. They too have enhanced and enriched my life.
You have motivated me by just being you. The unyielding endeavors you devote to exploring the world and enhancing your skills in all its miniature deviations have flabbergasted me more than just once. It makes me wonder why and when we lose the aspiration, zeal and oomph to be so dynamic in developing ourselves.
You have also stimulated another echelon of being me. You made me contemplate about life in a diverse outlook. You made me reflect about life ahead of my own and its consequences, this still has me bewildered in many magnificent ways.
Your arrival in this world and in our lives has also intensified and strengthened my love for your father. I can see his love for you and his constant dedication and efforts to be the best dad he can ever be. It enriches me with warmth and affection to see you both together – conversing (your man talks) playing together and sharing love and fun.
On your big day – your first year of life and its wonderful experiences - I want you to know that I’ll always be here for you on your trail through this thing called - life. You can depend on me for being there when you require my love, affection and support in all its understated or obvious manifestations. A hand to support you when you try your first steps, a hand to grab you in case you begin to fall, trying another brave attempt at something you don’t master (yet).
My days now are fulfilled with your contagious laughter and your cooing “just for mamma” hugs – nothing in my life is more enriching and incredible to me than for you to crawl over, quietly tilt in to bump heads and hug me, your early morning smile, the way your eyes look for me when I am not around, the way you shy away your eyes when I scold you, the way you gently rest your head on my tummy at night – this and for many more lovely things you do for me each day - I love you every second of every day.
You have brought your father and me together in ways you’ll never fully comprehend (as of now). You are loved immeasurably.
I have countless aspirations, wishes, hopes and dreams for you, but in particularly I wish you love, health and contentment. I wish and hope that you will always want to come to me for a “just from mommy” hug. That you’ll always wish to show me the world (even when I grow old) as you do now with your fervent excitement. This world is yours - my boy- for the taking.
Continue filling the pages of your book in your special way, while I’ll be reading all along and being there for you along the way.
Thank you for being - just you. I love you.
Happy Birthday Son!
Maa
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3 comments:
Its amazing how you pen down each and every emotion so well. Loved it , as always..Much love,
Marina
you know, someday when Ahaan reads this,dont be surprised if your handosme son, just comes home in the evening with a huge bunch of your favorite flowers and a small hand written note "i love you maa"
knowing the men we are married to, if their "ability to express" rubs off on our children, this si what we will be geting :) and no complaints at all..
Happy birthday darling..maashi has been in love with you even before you were born ..muuaahhh
Kinda leaves me teary eyed when I think of my Mom going through something similar. You have put things so poignantly. Amazing!
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