My mum is a picture of self-sacrifice when it comes to caring for me for the past months. One text from me, and she would drop by, even for the smallest of things. I am very very blessed.
I appreciate how she would cook the food that I like when I go over; how she would readily accompany me on endless shopping trips which I seem to be going on for the little one. I am blessed that she stocks my fridge with fresh food and distributes fresh fruits that she has bought when we go over. Just so that I would eat well. See how her forehead crease up in displeasure when she sees me eat fast food and how her eyes lit up when I told her that the food she has prepared tastes good. She takes over when the hubby can't accompany me for check-ups and she would wait till the hubby is back before she makes a move back. Heavy things are all to be avoided and she would lovingly carry all bags and direct me to a seat on public transport. She would also hold my arm as I walk down the stairs / escalators or when the floor is wet. Try moving my hand away from the handrail and mummy would be nagging at me. She takes note of what is still lacking and advises me when making purchases.
My mum would have done all these even when I was not pregnant. But I being pregnant has made her more vocal and expressive in showing her love and care for me. I know I would never have been able to go through this pregnancy as well without her love and support and I know how blessed I am to have her. Now, I pray that my little one would love and appreciate her as much as I do. You lucky little fella! :)
