Of hope and love

I remember how Mummy burst into tears over the phone telling Mama it’s a girl. We were dancing joyously, never bothering about the consequences. How unkind of us. Us meaning me and the monster dajie (who else!),

So that one day 15 years ago, I woke up in the still pitch dark morning to find no one in downstairs. The washer (yes, odd but we had this lady who came to wash our clothes last time) was washing outside. Where is mummy?

I was getting a little worried. Then I found out.. she had gone to the hospital. I was only 8 that time and before I could remember anything else, we were at the SGH staring at a wrinkled female baby. Okay, maybe not that wrinkled.. but she was tiny yada yada yada…

Mama and Gong gong had to standby at the airport to get a last minute ticket to fly over to Kuching that time. It was all a rush because the baby wasn’t supposed to come out so early! Was it premature labour? I have no idea! But any how, the baby came back (possibly still nameless that time) and we surrounded her with all the soft toys in the rattan baby cot. To Mummy’s dismay, she asked us to remove the bears because it could scare the little baby off. So we took the Fatty Bum Bum, Beep, Mushi and what-not off the cot.

The baby was finally named not long after..

Let’s call her Meeps!

It is her birthday today and it is amazing to see how far she’s come in life.

She will never walk in our shoes.. she will never understand the hardships we faced, but we are happy that she is quite blessed at the moment. She is plain crazy, spoilt, whatever you can name.. but we love her because she is just Meeps with her own trademark!

Even though you didn’t turn out to be a boy, you are still very much loved, little Meeps! Hard to grasp the fact that you’re kinda grown up now. It just feels odd to see you being 15.. entering the prime years of your life.. Erjie pray that you will walk in the ways of God and be faithful.

Oh yea, please run the treadmill and cycle the magnetic bike. Oh, and skip the ropes too!!