The real antidote..

My eye lids are too heavy for me to open.Cries of my one year old son increased in intensity. He finally succeed in waking me up from sleep. I looked out of the window. The whole city is sleeping.Rays of the sun are struggling to find their way into the world that is still asleep.I wonder how my son is so punctual in waking me up at the same time every day.He slept soon after he drank  milk.

His little chest raising and falling during sleep.His wide eyes that twinkle whenever he sees his mother.His pale pink skin turning red when someone hold him for a moment. His contagious smile showing his little teeth.These are the best moments of my life as a father.