Seven Months of Learning, Loving, and Letting Time Flow

It feels like just yesterday I was sitting in the hospital room. I was holding my newborn daughter Anika for the very first time. I can still remember the rush of emotions. There was excitement and nervousness. An overwhelming sense of joy filled my heart.

Amidst all the happiness, there was also a quiet fear building inside me. It was the fear of whether I can take care of this little life and her mother. Everything felt so new, so unfamiliar, and honestly, overwhelming.

Fast forward to today, Anika is already six and half months old. She recognizes me now. She calls me "Papa." In fact, she started saying it right after she turned six months old. At first, we thought she was just babbling like any other baby. But slowly, we realized she was actually calling me, and it melted my heart every single time.

I work late nights, but thankfully, my employers have given me the flexibility to work from home. It allows me to manage my professional responsibilities while also being there for my family. Every night, as soon as my shift ends, Anika looks around for me. She waits for her Papa to come and hold her.

I honestly do not know how a seven-month-old baby understands so much without anyone teaching her. It is not something that happens once in a while. It happens every single day. And every single day, it leaves me wondering how quickly she is growing up, right before my eyes.

Watching Anika grow has taught me something I never fully understood before. Time does not wait for anyone. Moments that feel ordinary today will one day become the memories we cherish the most. As I live through these precious days, I am learning to slow down. I am learning to be here.I am learning to truly experience the magic of now. Because tomorrow, she will be a little bigger, and today will quietly slip into yesterday.