My dear Wow Dinga, Papaya and Po,

Today I would like to share some thoughts with you even though none of you can read a word . But I’m writing this while I can still remember what I felt the first time I saw you.

Wow Dinga you are my first grandchild.  I was so excited about becoming a grandmother that I could hardly sleep the night before you were born.

You were born by elective C section and came out in just 10 minutes. Every one said you looked like your Abu but since I had never seen him crumpled and swaddled in green I can only remember that you looked like you.

The first time I saw you my heart just went thump.

I first saw you Ms Papaya when you were all of two months. You  stared at me unblinkingly from your baby carrier as we met for the very first time . You had had a long flight from Korea but you looked fresh as a daisy.

The first time I saw you my heart went thump ,thump.

And you Little Po were the tiniest of all. In a hurry to come out when you were still small. I remember you all  red and crinkly no bigger than the chicken I normally order for my Christmas Roast.

The first time I saw you my heart went thumpity, thumpity, thump

Each one of you evoked in me, a feeling of awe and wonder.

Were you really the babies of my babies?

• Would I be able to hold you?
• Will I be able to change your nappies and give you a bath?
• Will I be able to validate the trust and faith in me ?
• Will I have the answers to your million questions?
• Will I have the patience to deal with your tantrums and irrational behaviour?

As these questions crossed my mind I had only one desire to give you one huge big, squeeze, cuddle.

Lots and lots of love forever and ever and ever

‘I am taking part in The Write Tribe Festival of Words #6‘and this is my response to the prompt on

Day 5 (9 Aug/Wed) – Write a letter