A few days back on the train, I saw this young mother - late twenties; early thirties, with her 2 kids. Both her kids were beautiful. They were twins, one boy and one girl, around the age of 5. Both of them had slightly brown hair (like me!), large sparkly eyes and they were clinging on to their mother's leg to keep their balance on the train.
Their mother was holding a comb, combing the little boy's hair and he was telling her "Mii, today I go school I will draw an apple. Then I will give my apple to you......."
Then the little girl said, "No mii, I will draw a nicer apple than (insert boy's name) and you must take mine!!!"
After listening to the adorable voices coming out from her kids, she kept the comb in her bag and she bent down and kissed both of them, saying, "Both of you are mommy's angels."
Imagine the little life in you growing for 9months, and during that 9 months, you talk to it, you feel it kicking you from inside as if giving you a response, you tell stories to it, you imagine how does it look like ... The feeling must be lovely.
Having kids of your own..... It feels as if you're looking at a similar you. Your child would be perfect in your eyes. You see the little child growing up, at first when he's only at the age of 1 or 2, he learns how to walk, talk and call you 'Mummy'. You buy those tiny baby clothes and dress him up like a doll, while showering him with kisses every now and then.
Slowly, in nursery, he learns how to doodle and gives you bits of paper with random doodles on it and flashes you a toothy smile. Meanwhile always clinging on to you like a koala-bear.
Soon, in kindergarden, he makes you birthday cards and kisses your cheek before you say 'bye' to him at the childcare centre.
Then, in primary school, he brings home his first report card and you encourage him to do better next time. He tells you about his time in school everyday when you pick him up. And you teach him life lessons through the 'adventures' he has in school.
In secondary school, he already a grown-up, but to you, he's still the little boy that you've just given birth to. He tends to argue with you, but you've will never take his arguements to heart. Afterall, he's still your darling little boy.
He grows up and you grow old. He'll get married, and you'll get your chance to see your grandchildren. Soon after, you'll be sharing your experience with him and his wife about pregnancy all over again. About how wonderful and blissful that feeling is to have a little life in you.
And yes, it is really lovely to have kids of your own. Oops, not kids. Angels from God being sent down to you. ^^
P.S/ I wanted to post this a few days back, but I kept forgetting. Inspired by the young mother and her kids on the train.
P.S// I would want my kid to be a boy!!! ^^