A Letter to my Daughter

I wrote these lines for my unborn child somewhere in my 8th month of pregnancy. I was so eager to hold her and talk to her, that I decided to pen down my thoughts for my child thinking I will make her read one day-

          Dear Sweet little Munchkin,         

Yes, I say you munchkin; because munchkin donuts are my favourites and I will be loving you even more than that; and you would be close to my heart just as those munchkins are to me, anytime favourite.

            

 I do not know how you will look, how you will react and how much close you will be to me when you will be born. I am eager to see you, hold you, touch you, feel you. I want to be everything for you, do everything to support you in all your wills and desires. I want to care and nurture you into a wise woman who is independent yet passionate, couragious, compassionate and capable of taking care of herself; physically, mentally and offcourse emotionally. I want you to be an example in whatever field you choose. I want you to know your boundaries; when it comes to forgiving, self respecting and being ambitious.

             

 I do not expect you to love me back or care for me (because I know you will eventually one day when you get married) but I want you to chase your dreams and ambitions without bothering anyone else and crave your path on your own and walk on it with your own responsibility. Your this behavior will always make me worryless for you; and make me feel proud of you. Thats how my parents have been to me always. 

If you need a support or a word of suggestion I will always be there. I want our relation to be that close. I am fine if you do not recall me rest of the times. I would be happy that my daughter is happy and enjoying spending her journey of life confidently and independently. I will be fine with your choices whether to worship God or not, whether to marry or not, or even whether to remember me or not but I will never be fine with you ruining your own life by any means. In such cases even if we disagree on somethings, I will give you liberty to follow your own path but then if I see you falling down at first step you should heed my advice or atleast follow your opinion to the proof of your righteousness.

My Pregnancy

This Poem is written by me as i progressed with my pregnancy.



A bag full of mixed emotions,I am carrying with me.
Unaware of good news around the corner thats waiting for me.
Didn't know this could be the begining of next phase of life.
yes you guessed it right that was my first month's plight.

Anxiety and questions are many in mind.
Is it true or am I mistaken needs an official stride.
Happy with the news,ready to share with the few.
Feeling lots of body hues, yes, I am 2 months due.

My feelings for you have developed over the weeks,
as the pain to carry you has reached its pick.
But seeing your first movements make it all worthwhile.
Pampering and care,3 months are fared, now I am ready to smile.


Grandmas are worried, am I doing good,
Baby shower,delivery,n all planing needs to do.
Friends & colleagues have slightest clue,
4 months,5 kgs omg yes thats true:-)


Curiosity is growing, who are you?
Daddy's preety princess or mama's copy any clue?
fade up of tablets but all of you now knew
5 months are over and a baby girl is due.


Feeling your kicks first time,we are loving you.
Nana & Nani are coming to welcome you.
Diwali and celebrations time flying fast,
couldn't believe 6 months are already passed?


People are telling, this is the most beautiful phase of married life
Regular walks, babymoon, help and care feels like a queen than wife ;-)
Busy with your shopping and planing your arrival,
oh my dear,it is 7th month of your survival.


Thinking your name day and night,you on our mind evrywhile,
Your daddy gets excited, as you scratch his palm wide,
New year has begun,Planing your future bright.
8 months are over, and Its difficult to sleep even on my side.


I wrote these lines,to keep these feelings always fresh in my mind
Your arrival is the only thing now on everyones' mind.
Gathering the blessings and wishes is the only thing now i can do for you.
9 months are about to over,and mummy papa are eagerly waiting to hold you.