Hello my dear baby,

It's been 12 weeks since the first time I feel your presence inside me. I was wearing the green shirt I love, sitting in the front row of the Wednesday Session, when I first feel something I never felt before from inside my belly. I thought I was imagining it, but then the second and third kick came. And I knew, it was you, finally greeted me a hello. Suddenly, a warm feeling bursted on my chest, a smile bloomed on my lips, and a tear peeked from my eyes. You are real. This whole pregnancy is real. 

I told your father about your kicks and he was very very excited. He would rub you through my belly and sang you a bunch of kids songs. He was sad when he couldn't feel the kicks. I told him that usually a dad can felt it much later compared to the mom. It usually takes about a month or two to finally feels it. But, two weeks later, when we sang you "Bintang Kecil" finally he felt it! Just like me, he bursted in tears and laughters. We sang you the song again and again as you always moved as you were dancing inside.

Thank you for letting me live this experience, my dear baby. I enjoy every move you make and it feels like I want to stop whatever I'm doing when I feel you move. I want to just rub you and talk with you. I never feel alone anymore because of you. Your presence makes me want to be more responsible with my life 'cause I have to be responsible for you too. 

In just 12 more weeks, you'll be out to this world. And soon enough you'll be a lady. And I will always remember the first hello you gave me on that afternoon, when your presence became real to me. 

PS. This whole new experience makes me realise that my mom is super-tough, brought me in her belly for 9 months, far from families, only with her husband in a far away island. And now, she still takes care of me. I love you mom. Nothing I can do will ever repay you. But, I hope, by raising my kids later, I can understand how you feel all this time. Love.