May be a dream, maybe he woke up and looked for me!

I cannot begin to say how lucky we are to decide to have Karthi, after the miscarriage, after the 12th week scan that said he could have Down syndrome or heart trouble. Something told me that it will all be alright and there is not a day recently that Uday hasn’t said how lucky we are to have him. Maya is a lovely child, but she isn’t expressive. If at all she expresses, it will only be to me. Karthi is a totally different story, he is not so expressive to me, but super expressive to Uday. He makes Uday so happy, all his kisses, cuddles and every time he returns from gym or office, this little boy rushes to him and hugs him so tight, showers him with kisses and melts all our hearts. He has done lot of mischief, poured water on our laptop, broke the car windshield throwing stones and what not, but Uday hardly gets angry on him. His cheeky smile leaves us speechless He is very funny, whole day, from the early morning, until he goes to bed, he wants me and me only. He wouldn’t even allow Uday to change his bedtime nappy. But the minute he lands on bed, he wants only Uday. I have to some days fight with him or get upset to sleep with me. So mostly maya sleeps with me and Karthi sleeps with Uday. Last night, should be around 3 pm or so, I could hear the bed room door open. Karthi walked hurriedly calling out for me. That’s his usual routine. He wakes up and mostly will find me downstairs in the kitchen. He would quietly walk down and come to me for a hug. Last night he couldn’t see the lights and called out for me. I said I am here only baby, where are you going? He hurried to me saying I want you mummy and slept on me until early morning when I left him hugging his sister in the bed. I felt so happy. It isn’t a competition with Uday, but his attention and love makes me feel so happy. He is so expressive, he sees me or Maya wearing a nice dress or even a nice earring, the first thing he would say is – you look so pretty. He gathers his sisters pins and ear rings and rubber bands and gives as I dress her up. He truly admires her that it feels so beautiful. What a lovely child he is. He is so short tempered too. His first word when he is upset with me is that –I don’t love you. I immediately say, that’s fine, I don’t love you too, he rushes to me and hugs me and says please love me. I don’t mean to hurt him, but I don’t want him to say this even in anger. Love you my little boy! I love you so much that sometimes my heart feels like it is going to just burst!