My daughter is close to her 2nd birthday. She
is turning more and more human, in a
sense that she now understands and expresses emotions. Though mine was a case
of love-at-first-sight, she is kinda experimenting with love in her own unique ways.She
is slowly discovering that I can be trusted and she can count on me for
support. She now runs to me for comfort when her mother, who has a pepper-hot temper,
scolds her for apparent silly things like stuffing fingers in her mouth, pooping
on the floor and not on the potty, wetting the bed etc. And though I understand
that her mother may be right, I cannot stand without suffering a heart meltdown
when I see her tiny face with lips curled up….
I have had several love affairs, but this current love
affair with my daughter is completely fresh and unique. I miss her when in office,
when I climb the stairs of my apartment the excitement builds in that I would be seeing
her soon, I hate it when I leave in the morning for office and she cries and
runs to me and holds my trousers. I love to watch her excitement to see me at
night when I return. I love buying cloths, chocolates and toys for her, more
than I buy for myself. I love it and take great pride in the fact that only I (and
not her mother) can put her to sleep at night. She sleeps only when she’s next
to me and I have to hug her, before her mother takes over and I move out to
another bed. On certain nights she wakes-up and cries for me and I move her
to my bed. I love it when she sleeps on my chest and I feel her faint heartbeats. I take secret joy in hearing from her mother that she is a complete papa's girl.
It hurts when I think that one day she would be on her own
and perhaps move out of our lives, but I keep reminding myself that that’s a
long way down and all I should do now is to enjoy her company and see her grow
from that tiny pulsating dot which the gynecologist showed us on the computer
screen while scanning her newly pregnant mother, to a woman who makes her own
choices in life. But taking a cue from the weekend holidays which has almost passed-Life and weekend holidays have one thing in common, they pass much too sooner than you realize.
7 comments:
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I missed my pa whilst reading through your post...
Lost dad 3 years back but don't remember even a single day when i haven't thought about him.
Thanks,
Love
@Purvi: :)
@Rashmi: Sorry to hear about your loss. Its a great loss, and the memories are truly the greatest treasure we all have of our life.May he rest in peace. TC
take it from me.. no matter where she is or how old she is.. she will always need you and trust and bank on you! :)
plus she is going to give you a million reasons to be proud that you are her father!
PS- cant believe how tall she is now..
I remember her first picture you had posted on this space!
Historically, daughters have always been closest to their father.As the years go by, you will realise how true is my statement.
This one love affair will last all life long ...
she is lucky to have you as your dad and you are lucky to have such a beautoful daughter god bless her...
Dont worry about the day when she goes to maek her own life cause the love and care will always be there
Bikram's
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