Emir was at home and tripped, got smacked right at the corners of wall. Got 2 stitches with him screaming and bundled up. After that sang let it go happily.
Kids, forget and forget.
Emir was at home and tripped, got smacked right at the corners of wall. Got 2 stitches with him screaming and bundled up. After that sang let it go happily.
Kids, forget and forget.
Crying. Alone. Past midnight. Dyaa dropped rolling over from bed. Worst. Feeling. Ever.
So I have a confession to make.
I am a bit relaxed as a mother to dyaa when compared to emir.
When emir was 6 months old I made sure our pureed food was fresh and good like salmon potato and fruits were mixed with my milk to ensure continuity with a hint of mama's golden touch. Daily.
Dyaa is 6 months old. Fed her pureed food twice. Both times potato.
So my husband asked me about it this morning and a pang of guilt hit me.
Sigh. Sian dyaa.
Mama come on.