My Angel,My Bliss

There is only one moment in life when we feel pain and joy at the same time. While giving birth.you forget all your pain when you see the cute tiny rosy pink little bundle of joy. My li’l one was so adorable,chubby, cuddly,cutie pie. When I saw her for the first time all I could think is that  ,She is a miniature of her dad. And next thing I remember is the proud look on her dad’s face. That was the most memorable, most precious moment in my life. When I touched her tiny fingers,I could fell a heavenly delight. The Gods must have sent the prettiest angel, for me, to rescue me from the desolation I was going through. Sometimes I feel have I done so many good deeds to deserve such a sweet baby. She is my strength, whenever she holds my finger with her tiny hands, I feel strong enough to face any difficulty. Each day I get up with a new hope, seeing her cuddling, sleeping so peacefully. Every milestones brings me so much joy. Hearing her call amma for the first time, when she held her head high, when she rolled over for the first time, I felt so proud. She is a sweet baby always pleasant, small things bring big smile on her face, like a simple kiss, a small toy, even a smile. How I wish I could be like her happy and contented with the small gifts life has got to offer. But now I guess I am so blessed. I have my sweety pie. Bringing her up is the greatest challenge. Like a tiny sapling is nurtured into a beautiful plant, like a pearl in an oyster is turned into a beautiful jewel, I have to bring her up and she will eventually bloom into a beautiful person inside and out. This responsibility I will never fail. She keeps reminding that she trusts in me more than anyone else.