Wednesday, July 07, 2010

Happy Two Month Birthday

Dear Waleed,

Today you are two months old. The differences between you today and just four weeks earlier astound me. Its been a busy month. You met aunts, cousins, and grandparents and future friends. Your favorite way to interact is to lie flat on a playmat and kick your hands and wiggle your legs while chatting up a storm with us. You also discovered your hands this month though you do not seem yet aware that they are yours.

This is the month of your smile. It blows me away every single time because it is so pure and innocent and without guile. Your smile immobilizes me. It erases the sleep from my eyes. It is daffodils and marigolds. Your smile makes the world brighter.

You rolled over this month! You stared at us with a triumphant grin each time. We took tons of video and then suddenly just a few days ago you stopped. You lift your head up now and start grunting as you seem to want to crawl forward. On to bigger and better already baby?

You also made your first friend, the dining room chandelier. When we lay you down on your changing area [formerly known as the dining room table] you stare at Chandy and hold lengthy conversations. What they are about we can only imagine, peace in the middle east? the world cup? I think we could leave you there all day and you would be perfectly content. I'm kidding ofcourse. Chandy is great but your true BFF is your nani. You both can sit together and chat and laugh for hours. Everything you do certifies you as the next Einsten in her book, she is so proud of you. Jub bacha atha hain sub rishtay badal jathain hain. [When a child comes all relationships alter] You have made me a mother, my brothers into uncles, and my parents grandparents. Seeing them enjoy you is a joy I had not fully appreciated until now. You have no idea little one how many people lov.e you.

I hold you, kiss you and cuddle you as much as my heart desires. Some say it creates a habit where the child always wants to be held. Always? Will you want me to hold you and kiss your fingers and toes ten years from now? Even a year from now? Doubtful. So I let myself take in your sweet baby smell and cuddle that sweet soft baby skin. This newborn time is a precious time, it will be gone within a blink of an eye.

Your legs used to stay curled in fetal position despite the open space around you. I joked that you thought yourself still inside me. But just today I see your legs no longer curl, they stretch into space you now realize you have. I was surprised by my reaction to this development: tears. Children grow up and we wonder where the time went, or how they grew up so fast, I look at your legs that now straighten instead of fold and I realize it happens subtle moment by subtle moment. You will always be a part of me but bit by bit the distance between us begins to stretch.

Grow up baby, but don't grow up too fast.

Love,
Your Mama

8 comments:

muslimah93 said...

Another truly beautiful letterrr! =) I wonder when is he going to read thiss. I bet when he does, he will have tears in his eyes. =)Btw, is that him in the pic? And is it him in the other posts too? Such a pure, innocent smile mashallah! =)

Anonymous said...

sweeeeeet!

'liya said...

Aww that was so sweet! What a nice letter for him to read one day in the future :)

A beautiful baby in the picture!

Anonymous said...

~tear~

Aisha said...

Thank you all for your sweet comments. I plan to put these letters in a book for him so he an read about his first year someday when he's older insh'Allah :)

Summer said...
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Summer said...

What a beautiful letter - and an equally beautiful little boy!!! He is also blessed to have you as a mom. I hope that someday he reads your letters with the same big smile on his face.

mystic-soul said...

lol!

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