Mothers Are Strong.

2012.

The life-changing event memory of the year was having a little angel. We named her Yusra which brings a good and beautiful meaning.

The day that she was born, she couldn't do much at all… and often used to cry. Over the years, she grew and grew. So many events I missed when her first teeth grows I was in Bangkok, my beloved wife sent me a picture of her grinning showing her teeth. Always, when I came back from outstations, I thought Yusra was full of surprises. Day by day, she never stops to learn new things. The next lines shall explain what has encouraged her.

Yusra Faruqi

This post is actually dedicating my wife who spent her full commitments to raise her up. I couldn't do as much as her, definitely. The year was somehow been unkind and I wish for a better to roll in the coming one. It was the first 2 years when we struggle to ‘survive’. It's funny how I'm still able to recall the year past in whole. It was a long story but as what I can see today, we survived and thanks to her. Really!

My wife and Yusra.

I’m not always at home. Traveling is part of my job. When the season comes, my schedule cramps. My wife will take over everything when I’m away and Yusra is always our priority. We care about Yusra equally but the different between us- she is expert. She knows the dos and don’ts more than me. Let me see, I have a list of job that I never/seldom do but she does:

1. brush Yusra's tooth
2. baking
3. cooking
4. drying clothes
5. buy Yusra's clothes
6. monitoring Yusra's diet
7. reciting chapters from Quran to Yusra
8. study on kid's development
9. striving to loose weight.

and more and more... I figured out a thing. My wife is the reason why we are living happily.

I hereby admit that women are weak.
BUT mothers are strong.