A few days ago baby accidentally bangs his head on my face. My cheekbone is sore since then. So this morning he hugged me and I complain that my cheekbone is painful.
He gave me a “kiss better” then hugged me.
I pretend to cry on his shoulder
Me: it’s painful baby
Baby Naeem: Sorry Tachu
He held my face with his tiny hands then examine my left cheek.
Baby Naeem: We go to “hostital” (hospital).?
Me: I don’t want, I’m scared of the doctor
There’s a long silence while he hugged me
Baby Naeem: It’s okay Tachu.
He pats my shoulder. Assuring me it’ll all be okay.
I’m not sure what actually made me cry after he hugged me but there’s magic on that tiny palm of his. I hope he’ll always be the “Naeem” where ever that life gonna take him.