IT COMES AND GOES

The sad feeling of loosing the baby... will just comes back. 

No specific time.

No specific reason.

No specific day. 

It's uncontrollable. 

But I can still control the teary of eyes and feeling sad for too long. 

If only you, my baby, get to be delivered next year 2016...

I would be able to carry you..

I would be able to kiss and hug you..

I would be able to smell you..

I would be able to breastfeed you..

I would be able to ask Huzaifah and Habib to take care of their baby sister or brother,

I would be able to take pictures with you..

I would be able to cherish the moments with you along with your Ayah, Abang Huzaifah, Abang Habib and the rest or Pasir Pekan's family and Rahim's Bunch family. 

I miss you my dear little baby. 

I wish you are still in my tummy. You would be 8 weeks by tomorrow and I would be able to see your little heart beat by ultrasound. 

I will keep praying and make a lot of dua's for me to be strong and stronger day by day to overcome this sad feeling. 

P/s: Having pain and looking at the scar are reminding of the painful memories of losing you, my little one. You were just 5 weeks old and I had to undergo a laporotomy that left me a big scar which looks like a caesar. Huhu. Please pray for Ummi yeah? Love you baby..