Dear Angel,

It often happens that I sit to write something for you with an amazing string of thoughts in my mind but no amount of words ever do any justice to them. I write and rewrite, over and over, feeling that I haven’t conveyed even a minuscule percentage of what I intended to. Motherhood does it, I believe. Wait, let me rephrase that. Mother-daughter relationship does it, I believe. 🙂

Out of Dad and me I’ve always had to assume the position of a firm disciplinarian, sadly so, I must add. Hope when you grow up you will realise that I don’t enjoy being like this. Handling two kids can be a daunting task, what with temperaments flaring every other minute and your endless competition to outdo each other in every prank. The six years difference between you two notwithstanding. Sigh! 🙁

Dad pampers both of you silly by slipping in a chocolate while I’m not looking or giving you his phone to play games on when I’m busy with something else. While he earns brownie points for breaking my rules I’m left sulking and brooding for the damage done to my whole day of trying to instil good behaviour and habits in you two. For a moment there I feel like you’re all ganging up against me and enjoying it! :-/

Nothing that was mine belongs to me anymore, Angel. A ‘girly’ girl, you want to adorn everything from bangles and bindis to saris and heels. 😛 I confess, your excitement in prettying up inspires me to do the same; else I’m too lazy to get out of my shorts. :-; Call it maternal love but you look stunning in everything you wear (and you seem to know it)! 😀

You have a mind of your own and no amount of force or cajoling can make anyone change it. The other day you refused to recite numbers in class but parroted them out to me perfectly. I wish your teacher hadn’t reprimanded me in front of other parents for it though. Your excuse: I will say in front of Mummy and Aunty log, not teacher. What does that even mean, darling? 🙁 😛

You turned 4 yesterday. I dressed you up in your favourite red-netted fairy dress for school, like you wanted. You excitedly filled the chocolate box to give to your friends and teachers. The smile on your face never faded and your feet never settled on the ground. Red was the colour and theme for the day (same dress!) and our home looked lovely with the decorations. Your rainbow cake was awesome and loved by all. 🙂

Your energy levels were high right till bedtime! 😀 There were stars in your eyes but tears in mine. I don’t know why. I’m experiencing motherhood the second time over with you yet some feelings are new. You tug at my heart in ways I can’t explain. You’re my Angel, after all. Is it because you’re the youngest at home? Am I more protective about you? Is it a mother-daughter connect I didn’t know about earlier? May be.

I don’t have any words of wisdom for you. It’s a little early to dole out gyaan to you anyway. 😛 All I want is for you to know that we all love you a lot. You’re our precious little darling and the apple of our eyes. A world without your innocent smile and sparkling eyes is unimaginable for us. Thanks for completing our family and choosing us to be your parents, my love. 🙂 🙂

Hugs and blessings,

Mamma.