He Said Mumma!

In God, you always walk a sort of tract, where you want this, but get that.
What you want ain't gonna be it.
What you don't want, is going to be it, but then even beyond expectations.

A few days ago, we celebrated that the little one is 0.5 years old.
People keep on telling me: enjoy the time together, things are moving so fast forward.
And yes, they are right.

Yesterday two wonderful things happened:

1. He turned around himself from back to belly.
2. He suddenly said Mumma!

It went so subtle that both of the milestones went so smooth....like:
'Uuuh, did you turn around the baby?'
'No, I didn't'.
'Then he must have done it himself, because I did nothing'.

And,

'Did you hear that too?'
'He said Mumma', but he only didn't know that he said it.
And it was so unexpected, that you start to wonder, when, how, why all so sudden.

Little babies grow big.

I learn now: God Works most effective and fast, when it ain't a plan, a goal, but just
in a most unexpected way.

Godaya