On days when I wonder if I can be a good mommy to my Tiny boy Human, I look at this picture that I took of my Sista and Rai and I feel calm.
Capture the Everyday is about getting you to capture those everyday moments in your life! Each Thursday, Mel from Adventuroo issue a simple challenge to capture something that’s a part of your daily life. You can post just a picture or add some words to go along with it. You’ll have a week to get it done and then she’ll issue another. It’s a quick, easy way to start capturing those little parts of life we sometimes take for granted.
This week’s assignment: Feet
There’s nothing better than a pair of tiny pink feet of babies. These little feetses are oh so cute and oh so dainty, and it reminds you of the fact that one day, these tootsies won’t be so tiny anymore.
I may not have a bub of my own but I certainly have one that I can borrow. In this picture, my nephew Rai is all of 10 weeks old and sleeping in his stroller. I love that little tyke.
But! Although I don’t have a human baby, I do have two feline ones whom I love as much as I would my human baby. I love Emi’s little feet-paws because of the adorable pink padding on the underfoot.
Just to recap: my little buddy Rai was born three weeks ahead of his due date. He was teeny tiny, at just a little over 2kg.
He was so fragile and so tiny! Aww.
10 weeks on, he’s no longer that tiny. In fact, he’s positively chubby.
What a little porky chop! Those cheeks! They look like they can hold a week’s worth of food.
I really love my little buddy. He’s turning out to be such a sweet-natured and lovely baby. He doesn’t cry very much nor does he fuss often. Sometimes, he’d give a yell but stop yelling when you wave your hands in front of his face and talk to him. He’s a greedy little bugger too, wolfing down his bottle like there’s no tomorrow. I guess that’s why his cheeks have ballooned.
More on the life of Rai here.
More photos of the life of Rai here.
On the evening of January 1, husband and I were chilling out in front of the TV when I received a text from the Sista: Water broke. Going to the hospital now.
Wait…what? We were supposed to have the baby shower the next day! And he’s not due till the 18th!
Baby Rai came into the world 26 minutes after midnight on January 2. He’s a teeny, tiny little thing at just slightly over 2kg but he’s oh so adorable.
Have I mentioned how much in love with him I am?
It’s just amazing how much larger my heart grew with his arrival. All of a sudden, I feel like I need to cuddle and hug him all the time. I want his little frame to fill up. I watch him sleep with such quiet joy. It makes me happy to see him sucking hungrily at his bottle. And when he frowns in his sleep, I think that it’s the cutest thing ever. When he opens his eyes and gives a little squawk, my heart melts. He grabs and holds my finger tightly, and I stare at him in wonderment. He doesn’t cry like most babies do and I feel so proud of him.
And he didn’t even incubate in my womb for nine months.
(I hesitate to say that he is not mine because really, he is absolutely my precious darling.)
Is it impetuous to say that I am in love with him already when he’s merely three days old?