Harith - the wily wonka

Assalamualaikum...

One of my new year 2015's resolution, is to taking up those that has been listed unfulfilled in 2014..:)

To start of with,the objective of having this blog , is to capture the growing up stories for my kids viewing later in their life. For which I hope they would understand how miserably my life is without them. 

Let's begin with .. 22 December 2014.. Harith's 3rd years old..

Allah knows how my life change dramatically once this not so little guy entered our life. He is the most annoying, the most Allah-please-save-me-from-his-next-tantrum and yet compared to the siblings the one with most appreciative and sensitive in nature.

I used to share stories of his misgivings in facebook, and has stop doing so after my FIL unapproved statement,for him I have written bad things about Harith. Only if I could tell him,my sharing is due to my gratefulness of Harith's level of thinking,that made us happier and closer. Abah, if you read this, people do come to us only to ask about Harith and his latest adventures. We are very proud of him and we shared the stories for others too.

Well, back to you my little guy. 

For you:-

Harith...

Your tantrum

Your fondness for food

Your craving for love and undivided attention

Your mischief stares and actions

Your tears...when everything seems not falling into your plans

Are all my old-kid-self

Even i bet mine was worse

And for that

I know I am being hard on you

Expecting you to be the guardian for your sister and brother

Hoping that you would be our life savior 

Wishing that you would not turn into someone who live by shadow of others

Do you know Harith?

I regret those time when works was my priority

I regret those hours spent without you part of it

It was my regret and still is

If you have those painstaking memories of me

Please do not erase it

Please keep it as a remembrance that I am also a human

A reminder for actions that you should not be taking when you have kids on your own

My dearest Harith

I love you too much it brought tears to my eyes

For I know that I am not a good mother

Deserving a perfect child like you

Thank you for being part of my life

Thank you for being the cheerleader for us

Happy birthday abang Harith

May all the good be yours

Love,

mama