Sunlight Therapy

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"Ray of Light" by Little Dan

Friday began like any other Friday, lazy and slow. I don’t do anything “productive” on my designated day off but enjoy the day chillin’ like a villain’ with my baby boy. Sa’ad usually heads out to run his various errands so Aiman and I are usually home all day because Big Man (Saad) has the car.

I grabbed my bowl of cereal and prepared to jump over the gate that blocks the kitchen entrance. The one that Aiman has been beating up in his plans to destroy it once and for all so that nothing stands in his way to the kitchen. He will do that one day, break and then annihilate the gate completely.  He has already loosened the part that holds it in place. So to the gate I say this: Gate, you have about three more weeks to live.

Doing my usual scan of the area for Aiman’s whereabouts, my heart melted. Sitting by the backyard door I saw my little sunshine playing in the light shinning through the glass door. Like a cherub in his natural environment he soaked up the light.  He playfully shifted here and there as he clasped his chubby hands to grab fists full of radiance. One especially bright ray caught his eye, and apparently his heart, as he leaned in to kiss it.

Oh my sweetness, my joy, I hope you have many more lights shinning upon you, forever.

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When I was pregnant a good friend strongly advised that Saad and I have some sort of date night at least once a month. I thought it was a good idea and promised myself to bring it up, implement it, whatever.

Last Thursday was the first time that Saad and I have been alone without Aiman in the last 11 months (a.k.a since he was born). So I guess we’re 11 months behind schedule…

We went for a stroll in the park with our favorite frozen drink in one hand and one another’s hand in the other. It was rejuvenating to not be a “parent” and just spend the moment as a couple. Not as a mother and father. Just as best friends and companions.

"Love Cast" by Looking Glass

The sun was out and the breeze was  cool as  we walked through the park  and watched  the fat “healthy” ducks  swim and fly overhead. We talked,  not about things that needed to be  done, plans to arrange, or finances to  sort out. No, we had an honest to  goodness conversation about the  atmosphere, stars, history, an embarrassing moment, and how we  admired the elderly man steadily  jogging around the track.

It’s so easy to forget what life was like  before becoming a parent; how things  were when you could devote your  time and attention to each other  because you had the luxury to do so.  Not that Aiman has taken anything  away from us, because he has enriched our lives more than anything or anyone else, but the responsibility of parenting is not the easiest thing in the world. And sometimes your best friend suffers the most.

So when you’re jammed in the daily grind of tending to everyone and everything but each other, a breezy sunny day can do wonders to lighten up your priorities.

4 Comments

  1. Heena

    I totally see where that post is coming from. I wouldn’t give up motherhood for anything in the world, hence i’m pregnant for the 2nd time around, in a not-so-ideal situation. But it’s so nice to have that break even if it is for an hour or 2 without the little one, and not so much because i need to be away from my baby, but because i need to be with my husband. And when all 3 of us are together its all about our baby. gosh i miss u.

  2. amirao21

    exactly heena!

    im not tired of aiman, because thats just impossible, but I’m tired of not having my husband. It is really all about the baby when three of us are together too, so it’s not really the same.

  3. Trish

    ohmygosh, that is SOO true! My boyfriend and I don’t have kids, but even we need some time to ourselves without work and everything.

    Glad you had some time together and we need pictures of Aiman! I was just imagining the sunlight scene.

  4. Anonymous

    That was really beautiful and nicely put.

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