I have been pondering much about the quality time we spend with each other with all the workload I have. I have not been able to document her growth and development. Not that I miss to enjoy them with all my senses; just I do not do enough to make memories that can be shared with her later.
She is growing by the day and she has already lived through three distinct seasons. She has traveled to four different cities and three different nations in the first five months of her life.
In terms of memories I can visualise every single one of them. But no photos to share with her. I am glad that I am taking time to write this post as I am consciously frame my memories intact.
I so want to make a head gear of autumn leaves and dress her up and take pictures every month in the same place and enjoy the milestones.
Sometimes it feels really bad to put her through the struggles we has chosen to go through without her willingly joining our journey. Making her wear clothes from thrift store is killing me on one hand. But in the other this frugal living that we follow could become a way of life if we remove the stigma around recycling. While the mind process about this lifestyle the heart cries at the jan ility to afford new clothes for the only child that we have.
It's going to be so tough to ensure that my child gets a perfect life. I am trying to give my best and her father is the best in this world that she can get. I pacify myself with these blessings and let myself melt in her smiles.
She is one happy kid and I am so glad that she makes us happy. I hope we provide her with the environment and living conditions that let's her cherish that joy in her and keep sharing it with others.
Until next.
