Pregnant with Harith and Having Harith

During dinner this evening, there was this program on Discovery Home and Health on babies, I wasn't sure whether the program was The Baby Story or Deliver Me but on delivery and babies, nonetheless.

When pregnant with Harith, MrM and my kids just had to tolerate me watching Deliver Me, Amazing Babies, BabyStory or just any program on mommies about to deliver babies and the actual delivery itself.  Aliah remembered that I used to want to watch those programs and I remembered how emotional I was then when the baby is born to this person on TV and tears started to roll down my cheeks for this unexplainable feeling I have watching a stranger having a baby.  I wanted to be emotional and I wanted to cry.  I think in retrospect it was the anxiety I had having a baby at this age, and watching these programs allowed me to prepare myself for the delivery on 6 July 2009 and at least made me a bit saner to live with.

Harith is almost 7 months now. How fast time flies.  I am trying to enjoy him as much as I can within the constraints of a working mom.  He loves to "cat talk" with MrM, "cat talk" because when he rambles on, he sounds like a cat on a prowl.....He loves to snuggle up to me, pull my hair (and yes I have lost a lot of hair) and laughs out loud when I press his stomach with my head.  Talk about de-stressing after a day's work, Harith is a good provider of that....

Having Harith I would like to surmise has definitely brought us closer to the first three kids.  Both of us are busy with work, the first three are growing up and having different needs at different stages of their years, we were a family but we were like a quickie family.  A quick hug, a quick asking what they need, everything had to be done fast before I forget and just getting by with looking at their needs in terms of school, extra-curricular activities, etc etc.

With Harith around, we pause to enjoy him and because all three enjoy holding him, in a way, that forces us to enjoy them at their respective ages as well.  Perhaps I am older now and want to take a different perspective to life, work and family.  But I believe, Harith is a trigger factor. 

I don't know why I have to post this entry and perhaps it is not coming out the way I want it to but you catch the drift, I hope.

My gratitude, Alhamdulillah, counting my blessings despite my grievances (and whining) and trying to live to the Power of Now.  Now, not of the past and not of the future.  Now.