When I was having my confinement after I delivered fu, my mum asked me what I was wishing for. The question caught me as it came so out of the blue. She asked me for a few more times trying to sieve out the answer she was looking for. She eventually gave up asking when she realised I was nowhere close to her answer.
"你不会希望你的baby快点张大吗？"
"huh? 不会leh"
much later, when my mum asked me the same question again, i still stood by my reply and added,
"我反而希望我的孩子不要太快长大"
When ting arrived, i totally understood what my mum meant. Day by day i wished that she'll grow up quickly so I can bring her home when she achieves the min discharge weight.
There were 2 nights when ting suddenly let out very loud cries. The cries sounded like she had just regained her breathing. I got up on both ocassions to discover her face wet with regurgitated milk flowing out not just from her mouth but her nostrils as well. I may look calm picking her up gently, burping and rocking her holding her close to my heart. But inside, i could feel my heart tightly squeezed and I would find myself praying silently...
"婷婷，快点长大吧.."
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