I always want to have a daughter. A little one who has my eyes, my nose, my lips. A daughter who I can dress up in pink little tops and tie her hair with pink hair clips. Every mom wishes to see a replica of her. Unfortunately I am not blessed a gift of a daughter. And at my age, and my status, I think it is far from possible that I can have one of my own. But I should not be unhappy for what I do not have and be thankful for what God has given me. I have AJ, my only child- a son. And though I do not have a daughter, I am priviledged to look after a little girl, not my own, but my son considers her a baby sister. She is my haus meri's (house girl) daughter, her name is Keira.
Keira was born on 8th December 2005, same birthday as my late husband's. She was dead when she was born but was revived by the doctors. The nurses informed Apo, my housegirl, that she is going to be very slow. And so she is. When she was less than a year old, I noticed she had crossed eyes, and her left hand and arm is weak, so is her left leg. I contacted my sister in US to ask her what I should do to fix her inabilities. Everyday, I massage her feet, her legs, her arms, her fingers and hands. She couldn't stand when she was turning 2. I did not give up. I kept massaging her every morning. And now she's 3, she's not just walking. She is running. Her little left fingers still have difficulties in grasping and holding things but slowly she is starting to move it. Hopefully, she will slowly start to use it for holding things. Now she's 3 and she answers phone at home. She couldn't speak properly yet but I am happy that she can do little things that normal kids can do. Though slow, she can understand things and have shown herself as a very energetic and sweet little girl. She helps her mom in cleaning the house. She calls everybody by name except her mom and myself. She calls her mom Ate Apo (translated from our Filipino language it means big sis, Apo) and she calls me "Oi".
Every morning when she comes to my room she used to call me "Tita " (Auntie) and I respond to her, "oi" which is a very informal gesture of acknowledgement. From that time on, she would call me "Oi". Very funny but I am happy that she is learning things. And she calls herself too, "KiKi". I do not have a daughter of my own but Keira has given joy to the house. Her smiles can warm my heart. I feel very joyful to be able to communicate with her. She is a blessing to Apo. I consider a blessing to my own family, too. I'm still wishing for a daughter, but very happy to have Keira with me.
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