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Letters to my daughter #8
My little girl, it has been 24 months. 24 months. Alhamdulilah. (25 months by the time I posted this!) Some days I still find it hard to believe that I am a mom. I thought becoming a mom would make me different and “wise” and a multitude of other adult-characters, but for the most part, I feel I haven’t changed much. Now 24 months later, it is as though you have been with me always and since forever. I cannot remember the time before you were born. It looks as though, all this chatter, smiles and cries have always been a part of my life. Alhamdulilah. It is so true…