My dearest 4 year old,
On Saturday you turned 4. Where has the time gone? I remember the day you were born like it was yesterday. They whisked you away to neonatal intensive care and all your father and I were allowed was a quick kiss on your cheek. Alhamdulillah, after a few hours you were allowed to come and sleep with me.
You have grown into a perfect little boy mashaAllah. You are finally starting to use your manners and I know it’s something a little bit difficult for you to do at times but I appreciate the “thankyous’ and “pleases”. You are too clever sometimes – you always have an answer for everything and like me, you always have to have the last word. I think that’s why we have so many clashes.
You are a perfectionist and your father and I find sometimes no matter how much reassuring we do, no matter how many times we tell you it’s ok to make a mistake, or it’s ok to ask for help I know you feel as though you have failed. This is something you just have to learn – sometimes things don’t work out the first time. Sometimes things don’t ever work out the way we want. And most of the time it’s nobody’s fault.
I’m sorry for the times I have gotten angry with you. I never knew motherhood was this rollercoaster of emotions. I had no idea that I could feel so angry, exhausted, emotionally drained and so full of absolute joy all at the same time. You have taught me unconditional love and I’ve learned so many things about myself in my daily interactions with you.
You’re a little skinny minny and food doesn’t rate very high on your priority list. You burn all your energy on constantly moving, fidgeting, running around outside and throwing tantrums (I admit those are becoming few and far between but they sure look like you’re getting some workout!).
I love watching you play with your brother. It’s taken a little while for you to warm to him but I see now how your eyes sparkle when you say something to him and it makes him laugh. He asks for you the minute he wakes up in the morning and he misses you terribly when you go off to daycare. You are so gentle with him, mashaallah. May Allah make you the best for friends always.
I love you more than you will ever know my now fully 4 year old.
Love
Mummy
