8 am....

It was a beautiful morning. Woke up by mummy's cheerful voice saying, " Its 8! kater nak pergi breakfast?" With that, i immediately got up and took a looong wonderful bath. Looking at the mirror i told myself, " This is it. He's gonna meet them."

Baby came at 9 am sharp. He came and enter into the premises of my earthly heaven-home. While i was getting ready, the heart could not stop thumping. I could even hear it with the humble ears of mine. Yes, i was nervous.

Baby took my family's car and we then all drove to my favourite place. Where i always find my solace and do my soul searching-the beach. Baby helped Ayah lay the mat and all. We finally settled on a place after much qualms and had our breakfast.

Then came Cik Ogy's family with her beautiful ones. Baby Hayden was there and i cuddled him throughout the time we were there. He makes me feel real warm and at ease. And when i held him in my arms, its like holding an innocent piece of writing and smiling at it as youre amazed of how wonderful it is.

After which, Baby, me and my family all went to Cik Ogy's crib. Her wonderful white house. Yes, her house is literally white. We all slacked there, watching TV.

I then went home with Mummy and Ayah and Baby. I had to take my clothes to go to TPAC, Mummy and Ayah had to get ready for jemputan while Baby took his bag from my house and his bike. We slacked in the living room for awhile while waiting for dear parents to groom themselves up.

Then we left. Going on our own ways. I swear he made my day. He carved that smile onto my face, till now. Till this very moment. I love him, dear God. I do.

He is real. He is the truth. He is my life. My everything. My love. My mind. My body. My soul. My inspiration. My motivation. My strength. My angel. My baby. My sunshine. My stars. My rainbow.

I love him.

I have been, i am, and will always be.