When my first born turned 4 months old, I used to hum rhymes to him. One particular was good old ‘Baba black sheep’. One day as I was putting away freshly done laundry and was singing Baba black sheep enthusiastically while in a low voice, suddenly my MIL came from the back to get something, hahahaha, I don’t know whether she heard me or not, but oh dear, it was a moment to remember😂. Its a memory that still haunts me while folding the laundry. 😂
Anyway memories aside, I noticed while folding the laundry today that these little feet are growing out of their clothes and out of my lap into their own independent selves. These little feet will grow into big feet someday In shaa Allah and I don’t know where life will take them. But I pray wherever they go and whatever they do in life, may Allah always keep them in His mighty protection, may He always keep them walking in His path and may He always bless them with the best in this life and the hereafter In shaa Allah Ameen. 💕