Sad.....

Today is the last day that I will be carrying him. Actually 2 weeks ago on 2nd Feb night, due to some mishap, he accidentally knock onto the edge of the table while trying to get some chinese new year goodies, and got a cut on the right eyebrow, resulting 2 stitches. This is also the beginning of him been take care by his family. Keeping the finger cross for this 2 weeks, decision finally came this morning, he will be taken care by his family in the future. The feeling in this 2 weeks quite faded since I didnt see him but it came rushing back stronger when I carried him for a little while just now. Maybe my sixth sense told me that it probably the last time I will be seeing him..... Sometime escaping from reality is better than facing it... I rather dont know the decision even though the chances of him coming back is slim, but at least there is still a small hope. Now I know the decision, my smallest hope is also extinguished....

This is quite sad as he had been with me for 9 months... I will miss the moments:
- the joyful smile
- pulling my leg to ask me to carry him
- the "greeting" when he saw me
- the window shopping that we done together
- the food we share together
- the mischievous snatching of my food
- hitting my laptop to play songs for him
- the afternoon nap we took
- the curiousity of him looking around when at the street
- the mess he created in the whole house, throwing of toys and bears everywhere
- and many many more...

From him, I learnt how to carry a baby, the baby language, how to feed a baby and the patience and attention needed for a baby. I cant say I had fully master it but it will become a part of my life learning process.

People tend not to treasure what they had and only regret when it gone..... Although I understand this statement but I had let it repeated a few times...

"Thanks for the wonderful moments that u had given me, wish u had a happy childhood!!
Good bye......."