Today, 9th Dec is my third son's 15th birthday. Mohd Fadhli Aiman, born after subuh at Jitra Hospital, weighed 3.5kg...delivered after umi had a crave of A & W rootbeer at 11pm, the nite before the birth.
He had a row of babysitters: aruah adik Zah, kak Noriah and Tok Jat because when he was delivered, umi moved into our present house from Kuala Nerang...he was quite a bundle, chubby, quiet yet could throw tantrums if the toys he wanted were not bought. siap teriak depan kedai lagi.
The only one umi called Yang...sayang sangat la...now stop calling him that, takut dia malu lak. but the affection is forever there.
When eman followed his 2 brothers to SM Agama Kedah, the bond was slightly loose, him trying to adapt his life in hostel, me trying to handle the others at home.
Sometimes, umi look at him and thought, my, my son has grown up into a young man, how much i have missed observing how he grows up, how much i have forgotten to ask him about his wellbeing, merely looking at him as one of my children. if i could turn back the time, i would surely grab that, but it is impossible.
What i have now is the present, which i vow i must value more with him.quite difficult as i am always busy, but can be done. i am sure this goes with other children as well and i really really hope they will understand......
To my dear Eman, Happy Birthday...forgive me for not being there for you most of the time...i will learn to understand you more, believe in you and protect you with all my heart.
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