Every year when he turns a year older, I will feel as if he had been born just a day before. I remember vividly giving birth to him on the afternoon (12.55pm) of 29th December, seven years ago. I was in the labour room for more or less 12 hours. My water broke the night before and he seemingly wanted to come out early but it was not until afternoon that he came out.

Yassin in the labour room. 1 day old.

And I freshly remember how he started making repetitive, high-pitched giggles, shrieks and noises… (he do this up to date)

Yassin saying googoogaagaa to the rubber duck. 5 months old.

I remember how he made the sad face when his pacifier being taken away…

6 months old.

…and how he poked the cake on his first birthday…

1 year old

…and when he started to walk fast…

1 year 1 months

…and how he made that angry face.

1 year 2 months. oh! i love that curly hair!

Hehe I can go on and on showing thousands of pictures of him up to 7 years old, you know! I think I’m going to make a video out of pictures of him from day 1 up to now when time permits. Till then, here are some pictures from his little birthday celebration at home with his two cousins, grandma, his dad and me.

He just lost his upper front tooth so blowing was quite hard…

Seven

Cousins and dad.

Grandma or Atok.

3 of us

P/S: Sorry for the long gap of posts, I wasn’t feeling too well. Been sick since the 22nd and was up just to post the xmas entry. I am feeling better now.