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Wednesday 11 December 2013

Matchmaking Parents.

When two babies were born in the same era, identical year, and the only dissimilarity was the gender, there's a tall likelihood that the parents of this two infants will be matchmaking them. It is a much stronger case when the two sets of friends got married and became parents on the same year.

Obviously,this is my son Muhammad Fahyim Syakir..

And this it the lovely little lady Afia Khadeejah..I have to screen shot a picture from her mothers Instagram. Pardon me for lacking in materials. Hehe..


It all started when the two womb carriers were discussing pregnancy agendas. From types of supplements to swallow,  back pain miseries , the ultimate cravings and the penguin walks they're forced to imitate.

If I am not mistaken, Afia was welcomed to the world roughly two months earlier than Fahyim. Their first meeting was at my mother in laws house during my wife's abstinence. 

Fahyim is the one who looks like Shin Chan by the way.

From that point onwards, they will meet at wedding ceremonies, parties and their parents outings. Bear in mind that ourselves together with Faiz and Dilla (Afia's parents) were the first batch to get married among the close circle of friends that we have. We watched them grow from jaundice season to "Cukur Bantal" era. Afia was lighter and more agile whilst Fahyim was the heavier and lengthy one. There was a time when Afia can flip over back and forth and Fahyim was stagnant like an upside down turtle. Haha..
First eye to eye momento. Notice the stagnancy? Haha..
Afia grown into a stunning cute girl with bobby hair and agile physique while Fahyim blossomed into an impudent observant lad. From time to time they meet and play together. For us parents, that part of nurturing a child is a priceless experience.  You will unintentionally smile and calmed by their blameless acts.





We tend to jokingly match make these two prides. Of course we don't know what the future holds for them but we like to think so! Haha..

Watching them grow bit by bit matures us to various levels of parenting. A sense of responsibility grows in us eventually, a tremendous growth in learning curve equips us for future undertakings. Raising a child who only reply in gestures and mimics thought us the meaning of tolerance.

I long for these kids to learn the values of  respect and honor which we rarely see in youth nowadays. In hopes we pray.Peace!















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