There are times when I wished time would pause for me, for I needed a minute to catch my breath. But the ticking of the clock was steady as compared to my racing heart, furiously frantically beating to make up for the loss.
At times I wished my eyes were not so heavy, my body devoid of signs of exhaustion, and sleep was the last thing on my mind.
Often I prayed that the time and energy I could have spent for my frowning little one who vied for my attention, just to make another little one smile, is all worth the sacrifice.
Happy 4th Birthday, Amsyar... and thank you, my old friend Yan for taking the trouble to pick up the cake though it was way off your route to Penang.