Her smile perks up my mood instantly. I earlier didn’t know that it was possible – but with her I feel as if a part of my soul rests with her. I am reminded of that story where the witch's soul lay in the parrot, I feel my life rests within my little girl.

Each day brings its share of excitement as I await for her to twitch her eyes, say ‘a-goo’ or simply follow my voice through the room. I make silly faces and I am thrilled when she squeals in delight. I feel very satisfied when she stops crying in my arms. The fact that she is comforted in my presence and by my touch is extremely gratifying and leaves me with a warm fuzzy feeling.

Each day passes in inane activities. I never thought I would be but I am truly happy just being with my daughter. I feel more connected with my husband as now we are sharing a life together. With no words and minimal emotions, my little girl has made me feel very wanted and special. And watching her grow, I also realise how special I must be to my mother. It’s a very funny realisation – somehow I knew that my mother loved me, but exactly how much, I kind of realise now.