detachment has its anxiety ..
and i thought iLL b experiencing it the day he decides to move out
(like another 20..eerr...30 years lagi? hahaha)
im being selfish if i say the detachment is my anxiety..
for i know at some point every bird must learn to flap its wings...
this time im not blaming on the hormones, period nak dtng, dramaLalala
i guess its just natural to feel abit restless (and sad)
to face the detachment process...of this mother bird
(okla mother koala sounds more appropriate pls) letting go its little one...
so im taking a deep breath...
and embracing (and of course syukur alhamdulilah) on the detachment process that is happening...
: he sleeps longer in his own BedSofa compared to when snuggledUp with us
: he wants to spoonFeed by himself witout the bib
: no more pangkung-ing pls, he'd rather sit on his own
: he starts a conversation with whomever is near him
: walking and letting go of my hand...(sob sob sob)
:learning to drive da (bhahahahahahhaha!!! saje je drama ni..( " ,)
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