HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY!
I don't know where to start. Let me try to give a starting for this. It was a normal day, though it was Mothers' Day, I didn't feel well about it. I knew something was going to happen. You know, girls' sixth sense?
I just went to my neighbour's house to teach Yeeteng her spelling and also look after their cute baby boy, Yeechen.
Isn't he cute?
I trusted Yeeteng could do it on her own, so I decided to carry him around the corridor to see the view outside. He was having fever that his cheeks were red. His body was burning me too.
"Carcar~"
"See! Bus~~"
"Taxi taxi~"
I kept saying but he wasn't cheerful though. He just stared into space, not at the cars that he will always call at. I thought that it was kinda usual because he was sick. The bad feeling was stronger at that time when I turn back to see him in my arms, he was leaning towards his right as his hands was trembling badly. I caught him back up and then he was fine. I thought that it was just me, me and my feelings being too sensitive. I guess babies have physical habits also. So, I just played with him. Soon, seeing him cheerful, I thought everything would be fine. But. No. I was wrong.
I just got out of their house, going to click the doorbell for someone to open the door in my house. Suddenly.
"Yeechen! Yeechen!"
I can't explain this but it was terribly horrifying as I heard the screams. They said his hands were shaking, eyes rolling and his teeth were showing. I seriously can't explain my feelings. I saw how their mother was panicking and she was praying in front of their late grandmother. It aches me. She was panicking without her mother beside her, she wasn't experienced over unexpected things like that. Their father was calling on the child who was unexpectedly in such a condition. How scary. But, at moments like this, we had to try to stay calm. Pray the boy, the cute and cheerful kid. I prayed with my friend and sisters. God is a great man. After two minutes of panicking and praying, he woke up, crying. At least he was crying. He vomited something that I didn't questioned about. They took him to KK hospital. Relief? No, I wasn't. He was 14 months old, a baby. No joke.
It was horror for that 5 minutes but I have seen things related to Mothers' Day with my own eyes.
The mother of the 14-month old baby boy was praying in front of her ancestors. The way she was panicking for the child, wanting him to be save. That is what all mothers will do, their love. I was touched, at the same time, heart aching.
Now, after a call from their mother, I am sure he is safe. He is still on fever. I hope it will go away and when he comes back, we will be laughing with him at funny actions. That will happen, right, God? It is Mothers' Day too ^^ I am sure our Lord will bless the kid and love him for his cuteness and happiness he has brought and will bring to us. ^^ Thank you, God, thank you for listening to my silent prayers when I needed your ears. Thank you.
To everyone out there, please love your mother. No matter what she is to you, bad, evil, naggy or whatever, she gave you a life and now you are here. Thank her, kiss her, hug her. Anything good to make her think that her sacrifice was worth for us, the lost of youth and wrinkled skin.
Once more, Happy Mothers' Day ^^
God bless us all, Jesus love us all.
Okthxbye
