I often day dream of how nice it would be for me to stay at home, and play with Lutfi all day long, and be there watching him grow. I always admire mothers who stay at home with their littles. Watching my friends post photos of their littles on instagram or facebook of their daily activities. To think how lucky life is for them. 

Jeff and I often discuss the possibilities of me not going back to work. Its somewhat pointless discussing about it, cause I know it'll end up at square one. I just get jealous and sad. 

Feelings aside, I am grateful for my parents. I thank them everyday for helping me look after him whilst I work. Thank you to technology, they send me photos of my little everyday. That always cheers me up. It makes me feel like I'm there with him. 

Today while I was at work, my mum (Oma) messaged me and informed me that he took all his toys to our room. Oma asked him to bring his toys back into the playroom, but Lutfi insisted he play in our room. Oma supervised and made sure he was ok. 

When I got home, I knew he'd been playing in there all day. So I knocked on the door with my camera phone switched on, ready to snap away. The reaction - shocked - not sure from whether I spooked him or he was just pleased to see me. Best reaction ever! 

Momma loves you Lutfi, xo.