This is my very first post. So thought its was best to start of by introducing my Zoey , the Zoey that Karthik and I were blessed with for the best 5 years , 5 months, and 2 weeks of our life.
Zoey (also known as Zozo at home) was born with head full of thick black hair, big beautiful expressive eyes and a fearless attitude right from the beginning. She was born to us after 3 miscarriages , a very rough pregnancy ridden with strict bed rest and multiple hospitalizations. I remember feeling giddy with joy when my husband placed her on my chest for the very first time. Oh …that feeling … Like the world is at your feet and anything is possible. …I remember staring at her round baby face at night for hours together and wonder what she would be like in 1 year, 2 years, 5 years …10 years…. Well we will never know …
Zoey grew to be a very happy and healthy little 5 year old. She loved anything pink , purple and red. My baby girl. She had two loves. One was books and the other was dancing. She just loved reading right from the beginning. As a baby she would look at pictures and then she slowly started recognising her ABCs …and words and sentences ..By age 4 she was reading kindergarten books and by age 5 she was on grade 2 books. And yes dancing …. If there was music playing anywhere my sweet baby girl would just get up and dance. She would dance to any music, be it slow ballet music , or fast toe tapping Bollywood songs. She danced to swan lake at her pre-k gradutaion ceremony, the summer,2 months before that monster started showing its presence. She was supposed to start indian classical dance (bharatnatyam) after she turned 5.
Se had a very unusually geeky side as well. She remembered every dinosaur name under the sun, remembered every type of fish out there and sharks ….. She knew which shark was dangerous and which were harmless. Have you seen a 2 year old baby girl carry a hammerhead shark soft toy around 🙂 we have :). Have you been asked for a pink dinosaur at the the Science Center in Baltimore. we have. Her daddy would take her to the Adventure aquarium to pet baby sharks almost every week during spring and summer. It was a daddy -zoey Sunday as they called it.
She was my one and only one Zoey. The one Zoey who loved everyone she came across. The one Zoey who loved to talk and had an her kiddie opinion about everything under the sun. she was loved by Karthik and I, both her maternal and paternal grandparents, her aunts, her uncles, her cousins, her little friends, her little baby brother, every single day of her incredibly short but full life. The Zoey who was fair to everyone. When asked which of her friends she would like to invite to her 5 th birthday party, she said she would want them all ….otherwise some kids would feel left out ….that’s how fair she was ….But life wasn’t fair to her.Was it ? Did she grow up to the ballet dancer or the marine paleontologist she wanted to be. No she did not. Because of 4 letters DIPG. I will talk about the monster that took my Zoey away from me, but not here. This blog entry is only about getting to know our sweet, beautiful, forever 5 Zoey.
I could go on and on but a glimpse by its definition , is meant to be short. So I end this blogpost with few of her beautiful pictures …
Zoey’s mom forever