Living up to her name which means "Devoted to God", she has been the sweetest baby. Sometimes, her angelic features would convince me that she as an angel has been brought to the world amidst all the negative forces happening all over. Sabel, as we all fondly call her, sleeps with all white noises here and there. Nothing scares her peaceful sleep all throughout the day. The only time she cries is when she soils her diaper, begging for it to be changed. She fusses shortly over at night time when we start putting the air conditioning on, so, I wrap her with all the latest swaddle blankets and even putting another thick sheet to keep her warm. She sleeps all by herself, and doesn't need much carrying. That's how understanding she is. From the moment she was born, until we took her home she has been nothing but simply amazing. She has his Daddy's beautiful nose, fingers and toes. And I for one would believe that maybe a tiny line on her face would be from me.
Alongside her big sister, I make her wait for feeding as her sister demands to be served first. My little giant (Julia) is so funny in many ways, the first few days was the hardest for her. She meant the world to us and we gave her the world, she had trouble accepting how the world is meant to be shared with her sister. I thought to myself that the struggle is undeniably real when rearing two children, a toddler and a baby, particularly at night time. When Sabel cries, Julia would cry too. Julia wants to be cuddled all the time while Sabel truthfully understands her sister, waiting for her turn most of the time.
On the 10th day, my body is sore, I don't feel comfortable at all. I sleep with 4 pillows on my back making sure I don't fall into a deep sleep as Sabel needs attention the most. But gazing upon my first born holding on to her pillow and sleeping like a princess and on the other side, my second one, always, for always, sleeping peacefully like an angel breaks all those blues away. I feel recharged and fulfilled. My two precious gems, are so oh-so-beautiful even with the tiniest spark of light that lit up our tiny room at bedtime.
So yes, here's to sleepless nights (literally saying) and cluttered corners. Here's to all the Mama's who have made it through the years. To all Dads who shamelessly admit that they take part in all of these. Here's to us and to our beautiful gems, the sweetest children the Lord has bestowed us with.
