Her face

I saw her tiny face a couple of days ago when I made the usual monthly checkup to the gynae. Her sleeping face made me want to hold her, give her smooches and stroke her fine hairs on her head with my fingers.

The lil one has now learnt to express herself by bludgeoning my uterine wall. Most of the time she does belly kicking but sometimes she can give my bladder tiny jabs so many times I feel like going to the toilet again and again.

My husband has been my support pillar and feeding me good. We have been readying ourselves to be parents by listening to advice from our parents and reading up 'baby manual guides'. We are both very very excited to meet our girl face to face.

He talks to the lil one sometimes, referring himself as Ayah. And me, Ibu. Someone is being built inside of me. Isn't this act of creation a miracle? And I'm carrying that someone everyday. Every moment.