Today, I met my son after a period of 7 months - with a court order! Under supervision! With Police and Court employees watching me. And under the lens! Only for 2 hours. All thanks to my awesome in-laws. A mother was forced to see her own son with a court order today?? With videographers infringing her right to privacy?? What world are we living in?

But still, I am in short of words. No words will be enough to express what I felt today - when I held my son, fed my son, played with him, kissed him, smelled him, read to him, rocked him, put him to sleep (yes, he slept for around 45 minutes in the 2 hour visit) after a period of 7 months. But I loved him like he deserves. I showed him his home, I showed him his mom (his true mom), I showed him how I used to read to him, I showed him how I used to play with him, how I made him laugh when he was with me, I showed him how we used to spend time together. I showed him his room, his toys, things he used to love.

He resisted in the beginning but perhaps somewhere deep under, he remembered my touch and my smell and my voice. He was soon comfy with me. I was craving to hear the word "mumma" but perhaps next time!! This is just a start, hopefully, I will get justice soon! With all the support I am getting all over the world, I will be with my son soon, God willing!!!