The joy in small things

The new things we buy for her, considering her taste in fashion, her own choices, sure just bring her an unseen joy. I see my little child growing in front of my eyes gradually, beautifully. Then, I try to find my young self in her. I sense that she is not just a part of me, but completely like me. … Continue reading

When I woke up as my toddler

I am still sleepy. Where is my mummy? I want to do some kicking. I want to pee. Oh, what a relief. My diaper feels full. I want to kick my legs. I want my mommy to snuggle with me. I am a bit cold. I need my blankie now. OK. I won't kick it again mom, I promise. I want my bunny too. Oh no. Don't … Continue reading