My mommy friends are growing. Just the other week, my friend and co-worker at the restaurant gave birth to a bouncing baby boy. She named him Matt Michael and she can’t wait to take care of him. She delivered by caesarian section. The expenses keep piling up according to her, but it’s so worth it.
I can feel her happiness. Despite all the hardships from pregnancy up to the delivery itself, she said that her baby is a blessing from God. He is now her source of strength, love and devotion. And she wouldn’t have it any other way. I admire her for that. I also can’t wait to see her baby. I remember when she was still preggy, I’d regularly check her FB account for new photos of her with a bloated tummy inside her maternity clothes. That’s why I’m bugging her to upload photos of her baby in her FB account as soon as possible.
As I type this post, another friend of mine is waiting patiently to give birth to her first baby. Hmmm, it seems I’m the only one left baby-less here. I’m not complaining, though, because I believe it will come at the right time.