Once upon a quiet night, the stars twinkled softly in the sky. A tiny treasure was growing gently in Mummy’s tummy — that treasure was you, little Kenza. Before you were born, Daddy already loved you so much. He would talk to you through Mummy’s tummy, saying, “Hello, my precious Kenza! Daddy’s here!”

Sometimes Mummy felt tired, her feet sore and puffy, and her back a little achy. So Daddy would kneel down, rub her feet, stretch her gently, and whisper, “We’re getting ready for you, baby Kenza.” Sometimes Mummy wanted something tangy — “Oh, I’d love a lemon drink!” she’d say. Quick as a flash, Daddy would squeeze lemons, mix water, add a little salt, and bring her a big, smiley cup of love.

Day by day, Daddy cleaned the house, worked hard, and gathered all your special things. He made everything ready for your arrival — your cozy crib, soft and warm, and a sweet little corner made just for you. One evening, as the stars peeked through the window, Daddy said, “I found the perfect name for our baby girl — Kenza.” “It means Treasure, or Precious gift,” he told Mummy softly. Mummy’s eyes sparkled like the stars, and she smiled. “Yes, that’s perfect.”

Because you are our treasure, Kenza — Hidden inside you is something very special, a treasure of kindness, love, and wisdom. You are our gift from God.
We love you more than all the stars in the sky. Goodnight, little treasure.
 Sleep tight in Mummy and Daddy’s arms.
Tomorrow is another day to shine,
 our precious Kenza.