When I brought her home for the first time, I knew not how I
would handle my bundle of joy. She smiled at me, I smiled back. As if her smile
asked me “Mom, would you take care of me?” I replied “yes, love, I would..... all
throughout my life.” Thus the story begins.
My 1st challenge was the very fact that I was unsure of my ability
to hold her, she was like flock of feather. Every time I touched her, there was
a shiver in my body “Was I touching her properly, hope my nails doesn't prick
her, pray my clasp isn't too much harsh on her skin.
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| Mummy knows it best |
Then the 2nd challenge was taking her to that little
tub filled with shimmering liquid, I made sure to pour in all the softness wrapped in love. But just before that I put on a confident
smile, my hands eager to take a modest portion of Dabur baby
massage oil into my palm,
gently rub it stroking softly and then it was into her soft skin.
Every drop infused into her skin, her breathe, her tiny arms, feet, chest, the
tummy and her face. She glowed, she smiled, she laughed, she giggled, every
pore breathed life, every part of her body sparkled with glow. I was relieved,
I was at peace.
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| Mummy pours love |
