An open letter to my dear son on his 7th Birthday!
To, My dear son, my super-hero, my little champ! As you turn 7 today, memories of when I carried you back home in my arms from the hospital 7 years back come flooding to me. I remember the time the doctor held you up to show me how you looked; how the nurses and doctors at the Redbridge Hospital in London surrounded you, marvelling at how well formed your features were! They were meant to be- after all I had nurtured you in my womb for 42 weeks -a good 12 days after the due date! I remember the time when the nurse placed you on my chest and in my arms for the first time and you flicked your eyes open for a second- a wave of emotions- so strong, so overwhelming enveloped me, that in that instant I forgot the gruelling 48 hours of labour I had gone through to give birth to you. It was magical and even though I didn't realise it then, that moment changed my life forever. May 2008 -1st Birthday It is true when they say, "A mother holds the baby in her