Friday, August 5, 2016

Dear Child ...

Dear Child,


Finally you're going to be here. Finally I'm going to get to hold you, pamper you and make you entirely mine.

It’s been a year's struggle and constant chaos of paper works. There were moments I thought I could lose you. That mere thought took away my peace and sleep for days. I have lost count of the days I have tormented God for the same and at last he heard me, like I know he could.

Tomorrow... Tomorrow we would come and take you home. I would dress you up, in that white frock and tiny shoes which I have bought the day I saw you first.

Yes. Tomorrow is the day I'll become a mom. Officially.


Linking this to BAR-A-THON by Blog-A-Rhythm Day 5 Prompt – Tiny shoes


  1. Funny how the deepest of our wishes spill onto the words we create.... This is something we both keep doing and I love you for what you are, especially the kind of person you are inside.