The family celebrated my birthday yesterday. Over post-sahur chat with my mum, I said, " I can't imagine celebrating the twins 32nd birthday." This morning, when she kissed and hugged me and wished me happy birthday, " She whispered...32 years ago, today...." and left it at that.
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| Mum and me (boy, does Ipin look like me here or what?) |
Now, a new mother myself (it's only been 6 months and 10 days in counting) I've only just begun to appreciate the depths of a mother's love and sacrifice. Not only did she carry for 9 months and 1 week (this morning my father reminded me that I was a week overdue), she cared for me through all my childhood, bared with my teenage tantrums and after 31 years, she's still as much a mother to me as she was on the day I was born. I cannot imagine life without my mother's love and support. I am only who I am today because of my mother. I can only hope that at 32, the twins will look back and appreciate me half as much as I appreciate my mother (No point giving myself impossible standards to attain!).
Last year, I was in no mood to celebrate my birthday. I was suffering from first trimester blues and nauseas all the time, and I was sickened with fear that my pregnancy would end as quickly as the first one. I remember telling the family, that all I wanted was gifts in the form of prayers, to pray that my pregnancy would be healthy, and that I'd be able to carry the babies to term. Our prayers were answered and my 31st birthday gift arrived on 05 Feb 2011.
This year, I am truly in the mood to celebrate. After all, what more can a 32 year old wish for other than a loving family (supportive husband included) complete with a pair of amazing twin-bubs.
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| Ipin and Upin real names revealed! |
Thank you all for your birthday wishes! This year is going to be amazing, I can feel it in my bones... =)