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Five years and ten months...


That’s my son!
He would soon be super six, and it means a lot to him, it’s like winning a virtual monster game.
Cliched but true that “Time Flies”. Six years ago, when I got to know that I was pregnant, I went through a roller coaster of emotions, there came a point when I  wanted to abort my pregnancy, but in true filmy style, I realized it was emotionally not possible. Today, I am happy that I let my emotions rule. Not even once have I regretted this decision. He is one of the best things that happened in my life, my flesh and blood. I don’t know how life would have been without him, but now I dread a life without him.
Well, bringing up a child is not a child’s play, fellow mothers will agree, but, there is no perfect way also. To each is own, as I have always believed. Looking at him, makes me feel that as a Mother I have done a fairly decent job, Yes, its true that he has his preferences, his moods, and he is very rigid about certain things, it just shows that he is growing up.
End of the day, as a Mother, all I pray is that he should be happy, humble, he should be blessed with good health, most importantly he should grow up to be a good human being. And I pray to God, to help me retain my sanity, which I might lose in the years to come. ;)

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