Sometimes life gives us a pause. When the days filled with lots of events, we fail to realize until it starts to swing back again.
Well, it was when I put my life on pause, collect my thoughts, and realize that Allah has created me to be thankful for those little little things around me. Irrespective of what it offers, I decided to walk in the moment, hoping to see that life is still beautiful. Insha Allah!
First of all, we are super happy to welcome two little creatures into our family. The twins - my niece and my nephew, bringing all sorts of goodness. And these little angels took all my time and still demands for more. It’s been five months already, and life becomes even more meaningful with the babies around.
My life is consumed with all things baby. There were so many moments where I wanted to pocket it forever. Meeting the babies for the first time was magical. The first time I caressed her cheeks, and the first time when he grippingly held my finger in his tiny palm, everything felt absolutely beautiful. With twin babies around, our family is blessed with double Barakah, Alhamdulillah.
I can go on and on about the babies all my day. So stop me before I go overboard. Their little grunts, coos, squirms and stretches make me go crazy. I love the way she keeps her hands up when she naps and the curious look in his eyes when I tell him stories. And their loud cry, oh, don’t ask their mother about their 3am restlessness.
I love to bottle up their intoxicating smell. Forget their diaper changing session, their milky, medicinal, moisturized scent is so inviting that I often take a plunge on their soft neck, and they seem almost edible. While the boy is so expressive and demands a conversation, she is an attention grabbing princess and melt us with her toothless grin. I can't get enough of these two.
Every moment with them are priceless. Especially, when he listens to my stories and when he gets fussy from not getting that last burp up. And when she feels secure and dozes off when we all sit around her and talk casually. The first big stretch and her smile in the morning. Babies are overwhelming.
They are so tiny, and when I pick them to cuddle, they wriggle and curl up like a little ball of sweetness. Their soft wrinkled knees and their chicken legs kicking all the way up to their bellies. I love their feet and their poses. I couldn’t resist myself from clicking some hundreds and thousands of pictures. I don't basically strive for their perfect froggy poses or wrapped babies. Rather I prefer them as they are naturally with their sweet yawns, their smile, their sleepy eyes, their wide open cries, and all the best little things they do.
In another few months, when they grow big and turn no more babies, I’d certainly long for this cuteness, cuddly and crying, fussy time back. I am trying to soak in as much of them as possible before it’s gone.
I would not mind if they pause my entire lifetime. Just that, I love them so much. Oh yes, these two tiny human beings are, Masha Allah, amazing.
Hoping to return with more stories, rat signs off with a New Year wish.
