And she arrives, at long last

It was like time stood still as I walked through the passageways of the Kulai Hospital...

So many memories, both good and bad...

But the best memory here would be walking down these very halls to see my newborn son, just over two years ago. Two years and still fresh in my mind, the feelings of absolute rapture, of absolute love, when I first held my little boy in my hands... My son. 

De ja vu...

But this time, as I enter the ward, I am greeted by the the tired smile of my sister-in-law, spent from 36 hours of labour, looking every bit as tired as my own dear wife when she delivered too. My mother looking lovingly at her second grandchild... Two days before the wedding of her own second child - my sister. My brother, every bit the proud father, looking adoringly, almost moony-eyed, at his newborn daughter.

Welcome to the family, Aimie Sophie Binti Ammar...

Long have we waited for you, my little niece.