Little One

In more or less than 4 weeks, I am finally meeting with you dear Aya. I don't know what to feel. I honestly am doing my very best to prepare for your arrival but every preparation just seem to be not enough. It's like I want to gather a group of people to give me the best advice in the world. I want to dig and find the best of the best things that you might need when I finally hear your first cry. Because you deserve the best my child.

But I know for a fact that I cannot provide the perfection that I have in mind for you. I have limited resources. I have no control of things and I myself cannot be a perfect mother for you. But Aya, with God's grace, I pray that I become the mother that you deserve.