

My precious little baby boy is the joy of my life. He is now 8 months old and watching him grow day by day is no less of a miracle for me. I feel overwhelmed to see him laugh, to cry, to play and all I can think is that he is my blood, a part of me and my love. How can I not love someone who is a part of me.
It feels just like yesterday that he was born and the first time I saw him, there were tears of joy in my eyes, bec he seemed more beautiful to me than anything in this whole world. My heart was filled with pride and I was so happy that it is difficult for me to even express in words as to how immensly glad I was and how proud it felt to be a DAD. My much awaited little bundle of joy was finally here. Looking at him all bundled up in his blanket after coming out of the delivery room I could just imagine the future, and I started dreaming that soon he will be crawling, then walking and then talking and playing with me.
Well so far my dream has come true. I enjoy every moment of being with him and playing with him and making him laugh and teaching him to stand and walk. I am so exhilirated and delighted at being a proud father of such a wonderful baby that all the diaper changing and midnight feedings seem negligible in front of all that.
This my friends is the thrill of being a father, a feeling that cannot be fully expressed in words but is to be felt.
and about my precious little one I will keep you all updated on him and his new antics.