Handprints on the Wall

Came across this poem on one mummy's blog. Found it so poignant. Even at this tender age of 4 months, I find that Ash is grwoing way too fast for me to catch up and remember all his small antics.

In fact, sometimes, I fear that when I go back to work, I might miss out on some of his small developments. These past few months, I have seen him grow from a small infant who sleeps 20 hours a day to one that loves to keep awake and play. He has learnt to coo and "talk" to us, follow me around with his eyes, gives mummy and daddy his bashful little smile when we smile or talk to him, hugs his caterpillar fren, looks at Baileys excitedly, calls us when he is awake from his sleep, explore using his mouth, arches his back and thumps his small little feet in anger, and lately, even learnt to sleep by himself..... It's amazing what 3 months can do and I hope I will not miss out on any part of his growth...

Oh, talking about baby's hands.... just yesterday, when I was nursing Ash to sleep, he placed his hands on his "milk machine" (as if afraid that it will move away), then after a while, his hand proceeded to touch mummy's face. Wah, that was so sweet, as if he was caressing me and saying thank you.... hmmm, the joys of motherhood. (although I know that might be a fluke move on Ash's part :P)

But this morning when I awoke with Ash next to me, I caught him arching his back such that his face was looking at mine. When I opened my eyes and caught his, he instanteneously bamed me his sweetest smile. Boy, that's definitely not fluke :)))) I love that feeling!

Handprints on the Wall

One day as I was picking the toys up off the floor,
I noticed a small hand printon the wall beside the floor.
I knew that it was something that I'd seen most every day,
but this time when I saw it there I wanted to stay.
Then tears welled up inside my eyes,
I knew it wouldn't last
for every mother knows,her children grow up way too fast.
Just then I put my chores aside
and held my children tight.
I sang to them sweet lullabies
and rocked into the night.
Sometimes we take for granted
all those things that seem so small.
Like one of God's great treasures.....
a small handprint on the wall