Rauf fell off the bed the other day. He would usually sleep in his crib half of the night and joins us on the bed after his night feedings. When I realized he wasn’t on the bed with us one morning, I knew he was on the floor. I expected to see my son injured as I looked over but when he saw my face he smiled and I knew he was fine. But there was no way I was going to let this happen again. Next time we may not be so lucky.

As I was trying to adjust his crib, there was a loud SNAP and realized that I had broken it. Great, now my son doesn’t have a bed anymore.

Went to Ikea, got a crib (and about a hundred more things I did not plan to buy) and realized that I sucked in assembling stuff together. In came dad. Joe was away for work and as much as I knew he’d wanted to fix the crib up himself, there was no time to waste because I knew something bad would happen to Rauf if we didn’t rush it.

So there I was, with my dad in my room trying to put this crib together. At first we couldn’t figure how to do it but we did soon enough. Then my dad turned to me and said ‘Kak, this is just like old times kan’.

He was referring to the time when we were both in my apartment in England, trying to put together our Argus bought furniture. We were so good at it, that some of my furniture were installed upside down.  We couldn’t be bothered to fix it up so we just left it as it is, so everytime I walked into my apartment, I would laugh when I see the upside down furniture.

It really did feel like we were back at that small studio again, just the two of us, kakak and dad. Only this time it was for my baby and I felt so blessed and happy that my dad was there for us.

A lot has changed over the past few years. My dad got older, I became a mom, our little family is growing bigger, but when we finished assembling the crib (nothing was upside down this time) I realized that my dad is still the same person. Always so kind and helpful and will always be there for his daughters no matter what. Rauf is blessed to have a grandfather like him and may he grow up to be just as kind as he is.

Now every time I walk into my room and see the crib, I don’t laugh at it, my heart just feels full and happy, and that’s all because of my daddy.