Dear Mom,
I grew inside you for nine months....I am familiar with your smell, I identify with your heartbeat, I know your warmth...
You brought me to this world....a very very new place for me...
I cry...because sometimes I feel scared, sometimes I feel hungry, sometimes because of stomach ache, sometimes I just need to be held...sometimes you understand, at times you don't....
I feel helpless when you don't understand and I cry louder....I think its perfectly normal...
You feel bad seeing me cry...you can't see me in pain...
Mom, in no time I will grow big...and will be able to communicate better. Till then cherish these moments...don't get upset...I want to listen good stories of this time from you once I grow up. Trust God that newborns are meant to be like this only !!
