It was only but yesterday that I held Raziyah in my arms; well it was all but 6 years ago – still feels like yesterday. Born on 3 March 2005 at 16h08, the day I will never forgot.
Weird how you remember everything that happened that day, except I don’t remember the pain. Mothers are always saying how excruciating the pain is during child birth, but hardly any of them can recall the pain – the most beautiful pain.
Before you know it, you planning that over-the-top 1st birthday, taking them to crèche’ and then “big school”...and whoops, that’s where I am at right now. I don’t even want to think about high school or university, no, thank you! It’s amazing how they develop as individuals, how they form their own identities and how precious those priceless moments with them are, and believe me there are quite a few.
From the silly sounds she used to make, to her first words, and then saying...”OMG”, she’s knows Justin Bieber and wants to dress fashionably. The feeling a Mom gets when she hears those words in indescribable, my body goes into shock and I think, where the time has gone...
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