Being a Mother

Maia has just finished harvesting fresh vegetables and fruits. Even before the sun finally rose, she was busy in the backyard. Planting and caring for plants has become part of her daily routine. This is one of the things that can make her day complete. But what makes her morning even better is the little cries that come from inside the house.

She went inside with the vegetables and fruits that she had harvested and placed them neatly on the countertop. Then she washed her hands and walked into the living room. She had a big smile on her lips as she looked up the stairs where a handsome man was standing while carrying something in his arms.

"I guess, he have a new habit, too," the man said while walking down the stairs.

"I bet he has," she giggled.

A cute and handsome baby boy is peacefully laying on the white cloth, carrying by the joker on his arms. She carefully took the child and placed him on her arms.

"My Allus Layne is a great singer. He always cried when the sun is up," she co