My friend, Sasha, thinks I'm too in love with my son. Another friend of mine, Aliza, thinks it's OK to be too in love with him but it would create problems later. I have to admit. I am obsessed with him. Like I think about him night and day. Or when he babble or babytalk, I would drop almost everything in an instant just to hear him talk. And knocked my head ever so hard to make sense of what he's saying. Hugging him constantly and jump with victory knowing the fact that he prefers me over his dad. To me, Adel is just the cutest thing ever. I guess that's natural because he is a part of me and I am as much a part of him. So I think it's OK to be obsessed and to be very much in love with the little one.
I have started talking to hubby about having another little one. In fact, I've already come out with a potential name for my future son. Pathetic, kan? I can't help it. I mean, just look at Adel, he's so angelic. Makes me feel like a want to have a basket full of babies. OK, be careful with what you wish *grins*. But am I ready? Was I ready the first time round? Definitely, no. But Adel just takes my breath away. He makes the impossible, possible. The unbelievable, believable. The unreasonable, reasonable. For now, he is my raison d'etre. I love him. It doesn't matter whether it's too much or too little. In this case, it's a tad bit more than just too much. The point is, I love and adore him and there is nothing I won't do to make him feel loved, safe and protected.
Makes me wonder, would this continue once I start having more babies? Time will tell.
