Along she came
It was just me for a really long time. Then along she came with her tiny hands and legs and that beautiful smile on her adorable little face. My life isn’t the same anymore. She made me the mother, who is happy even when cut open during child birth. She threw my always planned day into chaos. She stole my long undisturbed nights of sleep. She became my personal trainer, pushing me to smash all my fitness goals by just running up and down the stairs. She overthrows all the catwalk models with her toddle. She, at most times, turns into my mother, bossing me around. She is always the game changer, making adjustments to a simple game. She is the human photocopy of my husband, making me a sage-in-making, practising the art of letting go. She turns into my hairdresser, when she gets bored with her barbie dolls! She is the fashion critic and the fashionista of the house. She changed the once strict fathers into the most lenient grandpas. She sticks to me like a trailer to the engine. She