Dear Lil A

How are you 5 months already? Seems like just yesterday I was counting your kicks from inside. You are growing so fast that I’m afraid to blink. I don’t want to miss anything. What an eventful month this has been. We spent 2 weeks in India and from knowing only us you got the chance to meet dozens of your relatives back home. Grand uncles and aunties and cousins galore. You were held by so many people and received so many hugs and squishes.

I’m sad you never got to meet your great grand father. He passed a day before we were supposed to go meet him. He might not have understood who you were even if he had met you. But I so wanted one of the roots of my family to meet the newest little branch. May Allah reunite us with our ancestors in jannah.

It’s been a month of many little milestones. Your first proper laugh after watching one of your sister’s antics. Your first train ride through which you slept peacefully. Your first time meeting all my family at once. Two days back you rolled over and my heart swelled with pride as though you were the first baby in history to do that. And now you can’t stop rolling. But the funny part is that after you roll you get stuck like an overturned turtle and cry for help. I caught z flipping you like a pancake.

Speaking of pancakes, looks like you take after mamma’s foodie family. I catch you often looking wistfully at us eating. Don’t worry my boy, just one more month before you can taste solids.

Your dad and I can’t stop gushing about how cute you are. You brighten up the

gloomiest of days. May Allah protect you and your sister from all harm and keep you on the straight path.

I am so proud to be your mom, adundu baby.

Love,

Mamma