Those nine months of labor, that pain , that struggle, then came a happy healthy, filled my life with joy. Those tiny hands, and tiny feet, no one could ever be so sweet. Together we bond, what a great realtionship we have, compares to none in this world perhaps. Through sickness or joy, I will always there for you. You naughty little brat, I love your mischievousness, Perhaps, one day I will cherish your every step. How will I forget your terrible two For my life revolves around you. One day you will grow up to be a learned man But always remember that your mum loved you and always will every time. God bless my son who is only two years old. Suruchi.