>Carried him for nine months…
Tied myself to the bed for three months with my legs up in the air….
Bore all that pain for getting him in my hands….
Didn’t sleep at a stretch for more than 2 hours for more than 2 years…
Cleaned all his poop….
Swallowed his left overs….
Kept vigil when he was not well….
Played silly games with him….
Carried him wherever I went, even though he was a riot….
Cooked his favorite food whenever he wanted (well, almost always)…..
Read out to him since he was 3 months old….
Took him for sports classes at 6 in the morning after coming home from work at 2 in the night…
Was the one stop shop for all his projects….
Been his trouble shooter for anything and everything….
Spent my weekends on his workshops….
And then he writes in his school essay-
“My favorite person in the family – My Father”