Mothers’ Day has come and passed.
This is the FIRST year in which I am qualified to celebrate Mothers’ Day. I was busy that Day, delivering cakes and making desserts for my family.
What a day. What a year!
Ever since my little one came into my life, I begin to understand joy, the purest joy…
… of having his little head lying snugly on my shoulder and gently drifting into sleep
… of having his wet, saliva-drenched, chubby little hand scratching my face
… of smelling the cutest breath in the whole world, better than any perfume money can buy
… of seeing that cheeky smile and that twinkle in his eyes
… of seeing him blinking his eyes when I ask him, “Show mummy your beautiful eyes.”
… of that proud moment when he learns recognises a new flash card
… of feeding him a new food and looking at his reaction
… of watching him drink milk and marvelling at how fast he grows
… of seeing him crawl towards me to greet me when I get home
… of him crying out for my attention, I feel so loved
… of sharing every single day with my little one
Motherhood.
I lose a part of me when I became a mother but I gained a whole new world.














