Missing us...

I missed my firstborn.

I missed him a lot.

I missed his happy self.

I missed spending quality time with him.

I missed sitting down with him and doing work with him.

I missed talking nicely to him, being patient with him.

I missed taking him out for his playground and swimming time.

I missed him just going out with me, just the two of us.

I missed going to his school, into his class and watch him show me what he can do.

I missed putting him to bed at night.

I missed the times that I would allow him to take his own sweet time...

Funny eh, even though he is beside me all the time at home right now, yet I miss him a great lot..

*sigh*