My first born.

Two days ago Nadiah, my first born turned 25. She is still in university pursuing her interest. Though she has another interest now I'm glad that she is able to focus on graduating. When I was 25, I was expecting her. Since she was a toddler she was independent, insisting to doing things herself. She is a fast leaner. Her first english word was fish. Nadiah was three years old then. Her favourite book was this child encyclopedia with a volume on fishes. So much was her interest in sea life that in her primary school she did a project which was about anemones. Now her interest is on the human anatomy. Nadiah entered playschool when she was about four years old. I remembered her wearing a pair of light orange floral 'baju kurung' with a small batik headscarf carrying a small wicker bag. She looked so adorable. On her first day to playschool she insisted that I do not walked her to the door. She made me stopped at the gate and I watched her confidently met her teachers and entered the school. With your first born there are so many first experiences, cherished moments. I was a full time mom and I was there throughout my daughters growing time. Nadiah has three other sisters. I made a choice to be a full time mom. I had a wonderful time and many many splendour things of my life. Nadiah went to boarding school at the age of sixteen. So sweet sixteen that she attracted quite a few admirers. One of them manage to win her heart and they are a couple since last year. She has grown into a beautiful lady. She is a wonderful sister to her younger siblings. She is very caring towards her grandparents. She is a good companion to my sister when shopping! She is affectionate to her uncles. She is the big sister to her cousins. She is my friend....Nadiah, my dear first born, Allah bless you.