With five pillows, all in different sizes and shape, I was contently asleep. But as my bundle progressively gets bigger, I got used into waking numerous times at night. On this particular night however, I awaken at dawn and stretched my foot, but instead of getting the relief I was expecting, extreme pain shoots from my ankle to my calf. It was terribly painful that the agony has not only left me moaning and teary eyed but made me cry out for my Mama. The pain have kept me in this situation for over three minutes, and all through out I called out for Mama. She didn’t came to the rescue though, but saying “mama” has calmed me in such a mysterious way.
Growing up, “mama” to me means love, nurture and caring, and I wish and pray with all my heart that I become a “mama” just like lola.