Today my sweetest, best friend- my daughter, turns 21 weeks.
These have been the most tumultuous 21 weeks of my life, with nothing- I repeat nothing- even measuring close to the blissfulness and helplessness I feel at times.
21 weeks- of watching a tiny fist grow to a well manoeuvred hand.
21 weeks- of seeing phases of not eating, not sleeping and then finally experiencing heaven when my best friend falls asleep on my shoulder
21 weeks- of seeing a baby transform into my closest ally who is the best listener in the world- she even acknowledges my rants with appropriate squeals or grunts!
Love you, my daughter- my best friend.
PS- she is my best friend for home. For outside, it is still my younger sister, without whom my world is incomplete.
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