Bliss

Yes. It's a bliss to wake up one morning to listen to the bird's chirping their beautiful songs, to start your day by listening to your loved one's breathing silently by your ears, or even to wake up listening a newborn's cries. (Even if it came from the room next to mine.)

^Sleeping as a baby^

^With her Grandad's sister. Nenek Saudara ler...^

Qaseh Sofea will be spending her Hari Raya Aidiladha with us!

How our home has turned into a complete "chaos" when she arrived yesterday. Everyone wanted to touch her round cheeks, to listen to her gurgling sound or, just to sit down quietly around her, watching and wondering what kind of dream she's dreaming when she's asleeps.

Seriously! The little guest room was filled with her mom (my sister-in-law), my eldest brother, my ummi, my ayah, me, my sister (Fatin), my brother, my aunt, my uncle, and two of my cousins.

Thankfully, Qaseh's other grandma was outside with her husband (My sister in-law's parent) and their second grandchild, Zura. Or else. *Phew!*

Anyway, dear Sofea, welcome to the family!

Heaps of ♥,

Acik Ira.