Having to miss baby Xandon first month party due to examination preparation, we made it up by having a lunch meeting. It was also about time that we do some catching up with each other life. After all, those were the girls that watch me grew up. Irene in particular was anticipating this day, she hardly able to keep her excitement contained. If not because we were bounded only to our little digits to do the talking, I can imagine her shouting and yelling across. Every word she text screams anxiousness and happiness.
Sailatha and me were the first to arrive, followed by mummy Abigale. Despite being a mother of two, she is still remains skinny to bones. I see no reason why I should be heftier then her. Sailatha had a lot to say on how Abigale handles her child. She had her baby wrapped in a sarong and sling across her neck, both her hands were swinging away from her body as she strides towards us. The sarong that she wore appear to be more like a fashion accessories than to hold a baby within.
Next we walk towards Abigale apartment. We wanted to visit her first son Xander in his playgroup but was deterred as the young ones had been put to sleep. Just then Abigale was teaching her little precious to greet us as aunties. I protest in horror. Sailatha was all fine with the nomenclature thinking that it was the right way as we were young ladies above 20. To much surprise, Irene felt that granny sounds like a better word. Don't know what frequency their mind work on.
Count yourself lucky little prince! It was the first time I carried a month old baby.
Aunt Sailatha and mummy Abigale
Aunt Sailatha and granny Irene
Our little star, Xandon.
