Happy Birthday Davis
My son’s birthday
19 years ago, I became a mother. At the time I was actually a little girl playing with dolls. I realized I was a mother when my son was already 20 days older. The “news” came as a cold shower! I repeated the word “mother” with disbelief and a little scared! I looked at him, that little man laying down peacefully sleeping and suddenly I was thrown back the day he was born. The obstetric brought him over to me, he was crying when I held him in my breast, saying, don’t cry honey, mum is here. Davis silenced for an infinite moment trying desperately to open his eyes still swollen by the birth, in a way I interpreted as he wanted to see the woman, the voice who cuddled him for 9 months in her belly. It was love at first “sight”.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY LITTLE ONE. EVEN THOU YOU ARE A BIG MAN NOW, YOU WILL BE ALWAYS MY LITTLE ONE.