Times Fly

Last Friday, my dad sent me to work with my son son in the car..he wave me goodbye and give me a big wet kiss before i take off. He have a kinda look on his chubby little face.. not smilling, not sad either. Vey hard for me to describe.. but that look on him make my heart sank.. make me feel that i don't wanna be apart from him that moment on. As my dad drove off.., I weep a little .. I miss him already.

Then I started to worry.. Worry that time fly pass me. That I would have miss all the precious time him. I always wanted to see my son grow. See every single improvement in him.Be there 24/7 to keep him warm, to keep him happy , to keep him safe.I don't want to regret in the future that I have traded all this with Money.

It seems in a blink of eye my little boy has grown up. He undertands what we tells him, he can wave bye, he can clap whenever he did something exciting or proud. He also rebel a lot lately towards whatever not in his favor.

Sometimes I pray to God that give me more time, bless me with financial stability. I'm building a castle for my Prince. I need more blessing.

Son son is 8 months old now, learning to crawl soon he'll learn to walk. Some people ask me when am I going to stop nursing him. Well, from the bottom from my heart.. I wanted to nurse him forever!!! There's a closeness between us that no one else can have whenever i'm nursing him. He's gentle, he hold me close, he call me Mama, he rub my belly. I cherish every single moment we spend together. So, fren.. no i'm not weaning him so fast, as long as he still wants me..or at least another 1/2 a year.