daydreaming about the daughter, i’d have someday

is it just me, who just longs to have a daughter someday? i find myself daydreaming, about this a lil too much these days and there’s just no stopping to it. i can’t explain, as to how adorable of a feeling it is to have a daughter. it’s probably the best thing, that could happen to anyone.

i’ve had this dream with me, since i was 17. it has been 5 years since then, yet that feeling, still lives within me.

over the years, i’ve written a few confessing my love, for the same, but oh i just can’t seem to stop myself from writing more. so, here goes nothing.

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oh how i can imagine it all, as if this was something i’ve lived times so many.
it’s early, in the morning, and oh i hear our bedroom door open, and oh there she is. our lil one.
i sit up straight, on the bed; only to pick her up, and have her sit by my side so as to give her a million kisses and a warm morning hug.

oh how sweetly, she lay by my side, for a few; as i slowly dozed off smiling;

only to open my eyes, several later and oh i saw her in my wife’s embrace.
and oh how at that moment, i couldn’t help but smile.
for oh they both looked a dream. a dream, that i’ve always longed for.

i gazed at them for a while, only to then join them; reminiscing the time, when the once nestled one; now was in my arms, with her eyes still closed, looking like the most adorable baby girl in this whole wide world.

i probably won’t ever forget the first time, when oh i held her in my arms. or perhaps the first time, i was tasked w looking after her through the night. or maybe that one time, when i had to google, how to change diapers.

oh how all such little little moments came rushing back to me, while i lay w them.

i kissed both of them, on their cheeks; as i retired to attend to my errands

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~in whispers:

oh i thanked my wife, for loving me and oh bringing me the utmost happiness, through our daughter

oh i thanked my daughter, for bringing us so much happiness and making us the happiest, we have ever been or ever will.

~grateful

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oh how i’ll always cherish, the first time; she held mine, whilst looking at me oh so innocently. and oh i fell in love.
i fell in love w her and oh w this process, of getting to know; her and the lovely ways, through which she connects.

oh trust me, when i say it; there’s no more beautiful of a feeling, than meeting your baby; for the v first time;
her lil hands
her cute belly
her cute cute legs
and oh just so much more

even if i haven’t really lived, oh i’ve lived it more than anyone, through these words that oh i write

and oh that’s why i know

i know, how really beautiful of a feeling it really is

cherish it, if you ever get a chance to live it

savor it

the way a mother, looks at her child; the way she kisses her, plays w her; all of it fits perfectly.

a mother just knows; the happenings and nothings; within the child that oh she gave her birth too.

trust in her judgements and even if perhaps, she’s wrong; kiss her and tell her that oh it’ll be fine.

learn together. learn as one.

after pregnancy, if you’re the father, you should volunteer, to stay awake; so as to lighten the responsibility that oh would fall on your wife. you’re in this together. don’t let her be alone, as she’d take care of her through the night.

oh it’ll be hard, but if you stand by each other’s side, and have each other’s back; oh it shall turn out just fine.

this will not be an easy journey, but this sure would a fulfilling experience.

also, it’s the most beautiful feeling, to see your wife, with your daughter;
i dont know, what exactly is it about it, but every time, i imagine the same, i feel this fluttering in my heart.

there’s something about it, that is just so soothingly beautiful. if someday, i come to realize it, i’ll share it.

i await the day, when oh after a hard, tiring day, i won’t return to a cold bed; but oh to my wife’s embrace;

as she lays there, with our lil one

waiting, for me to continue to recite

the fairytale

that felt like a plot, from one of those movies

but really was, what her

mother and i lived through.

with love.

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there’s a lot more, that i could write; but i’ll leave it at that. for otherwise, i’ll just long for it even more and being single isn’t really helping me w that aspect of it.

anyway, before i take my leave, i’ve a question, for one and all.

hypthetically speaking, if perhaps you could have a daughter w me, what would you want to name our lil one and why?

thankyou so much for reading.