Twenty months, how time flies. Every day, I’m so grateful that you gave me the opportunity to be your Momma. Your smile, your grin and the cheeky look when I ask you to do something are things I can never get sick off.
Papa too loves you dearly. We spend so much time staring at your cheeks when you fall asleep. Sometimes, I pray that time will stand still so I can savour your ‘baby-ness’.
In the last month, you started to speak in phrases. ‘Momma, poo poo..’ ‘mum mum, please’. ‘ mei you corn le’. You mixed English with Mandarin. It never fails to amuse me. You are truly a Singaporean.
We love you so much Z. Sometimes, it feels like we can never say enough.