And finally here's my last post of this awesome year of 2019. Since quite long, I have been drafting this piece back in my mind but couldn't get the guts to publish it somewhere. With BabyChakra I have been able to pen down several of my experiences. Of which this one is probably the most personal one. While writing this, I literally got tears in my eyes. And I am sure while reading it, you too would get it why. Without much ado, here's the piece. Living The Good Old Days
From diapering to endless potty sessions,
From messy feeding tables to countless dishes,
From having cold meals to being experimental,
From being wanting to be romantic to being instantly mental,
From being the constant need for that tiny human,
To waking up a zillion times for hearing your breathing,
From challenging my physical and mental possibilities,
To pushing myself to cross my own thresholds,
From waking up with panda eyes to having a messy hair,
From my brains almost bursting with anxiety to finding comfort in your smiles,
I am living the good old days.
Ten years down the line,
You will need your privacy more than my presence,
You will look up for friends than my kisses,
Your heart will be broken and no toy can replace it,
You would no longer care if I leave the room suddenly,
You would no longer cry if I don't hug you,
You would no longer whine about me not holding you,
You will meet the real world where you will find more people,
Some will break your hearts in spite of you being genuine,
Ten years down the line you will outgrow my arms,
And then I would realize that these messy and funny days;
Are the good old days.
I wish I could freeze time and could see you smiling,
I wish I could lock your burstful laughings,
I wish I could keep you in my arms forever,
Because trust me, my dear daughter, there can be no one like you EVER!;
princy Princy
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04 Jan 2020