When a Child is Born

A ray of hope flickers in the sky
A tiny star lights up way up high
All across the land dawns a brand new morn’
This comes to pass
When a child is born
A silent wish sails the seven seas
The winds of change whisper in the trees
And the walls of doubt crumble, tossed and torn
This comes to pass
When a child is born
A rosey hue settles all around
You got the feel, you’re on solid ground
For a spell or two no-one seems forlorn
This comes to pass
When a child is born
And all of this happens because the world is waiting
Waiting for one child, black, white, yellow – no one knows
But a child that will grow up and turn tears to laughter
Hate to love, war to peace and everyone to everyone’s neighbour
And misery and suffering will be words to be forgotten, forever
It’s all a dream, an illusion now
It must come true sometime soon somehow
All across the land dawns a brand new morn’
This comes to pass
When a child is born
This comes to pass

It was almost 3 years ago, when I was introduced to a brave lady, who eventually gave birth to the most charming baby boy I have ever known.

I have never met her in person, but we had kept in touch over the years, even thought she had bought a ticket, boarded a plane with him, and courageously fled from it all.

Between then and now, she finished her bar in London, while shuttling between Anguilla and London for her studies, juggling motherhood at the same time.

Her stories were vague to me, so are mine to her. She has no idea how I was awed by her independence, and how she persevere on with what she believes in.

It was through the facebook that I saw how Fifi grew, enjoying the sun, sand, and sea, under the her care.

Fifi was born just couple of days before Minibean.

It was only recently our exchanges intensified, as she is back for the birth of her 2nd mite, and the gaps were filled in.

For a person I have never met, the exchanges go deeper than many other people I have met in my life.

Did I mention she is INFP too?

And I was impossibly thrilled when Baby Fabes (Fabian) finally burrowed his way (okay, not really, since he was dug out from her by C-section) on Monday, weighing an impressive 3.8kg.

Thankfully Minibean was nowhere near that, or I would have felt very torn.

I can’t explain why I feel so much pride and joy for Mer and her 2 precious, but maybe cos… I know we are all trying, and  be strong like Popeye/King Kong and yet, try to remain sober in it all.

So!

Let’s take a first glimpse of the bundle of absolute joy – Baby Fabes!

Unfortunately he is now still in NICU with Mummy being all worried, let’s pray that he can go home soon.

I am sure he will be just fine.

And he is an absolute cutie, though I can’t wait t see other pictures of him with his eyes open.

Congrats Mer, and congrats Fifi to have a baby brother to crawl the sandy beach with in Anguilla.

I wish your family, all the best, regardless where your paths lead you to from here.