What is it like being a Mother???

“The hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.”
– W. R. Wallace

My experience of being a mother twice is so beautiful, that i feel i am on top of the world after motherhood.Life is so meaningful.It’s true that it’s a huge responsibility to bring life to this world, and a much greater responsibility of raising it.Starting with the baby blues,  sleepless nights, hectic trips and visits, running after toddlers, keeping their crawly paws as well as the house clean and child safe, the cords, plugs , knifes tucked at places from where you can never find them again, early schooling, emotional and behaviour adjustments,this fun ride has everything you do or don’t ask for….

“By and large, mothers and housewives are the only workers who do not have regular time off. They are the great vacationless class.”
– Anne Morrow Lindbergh 

But, it’s all worth it, every bit of it.Their cute smiles when we hold them in our hands for the first time washes away the pain, their tears melt our hearts, their sweet first words, first steps, childhood assets of photographs, everything gives us more than we ask for or imagined…

I have always been an advocate of attachment parenting, and have also practiced it.My grounds for advocating it are that nature has bound mothers to nurse and feed her kids by default.Who are we to take away this need due to any reasons or responsibilities?Apart from a few genuine cases where mothers are at risk because they are ill, i cannot find any other convincing grounds to deprive a child from his/her right.I advocate co-sleeping of parents with the kids also, because a child feels safe with them, and i had no problems what so ever in raising both my kids that way.A baby’s biological system is identical to his/her mother’s, also a mother carries her child in her womb which is divine decision, for kids develop attachment and closeness to their parents especially mother.It occurs so that a child is taken care of and given a sense of protection and attachment, especially during the early years of life.I do not tend to disagree with all those who don’t accept this theory of Dr. Sears, but i have my practice to rely on.

I do believe in disciplining a child,with love.I had to become the disciplinarian to create harmony and balance with my hubby’s permissive parenting.I just pray that whatever methods of parenting we adopt, we are able to parent effectively, and our kids grow up to become good, successful, happy, compassionate human beings who have sound and strong moral, emotional,physical,mental and ethical foundations.That’s what every parent and every mother aims for, and that is the sole purpose of parenting and motherhood.

Today, my son returned from school with this beautiful writing for his mom on Mother’s Day.My daughter, well she put her part in it when my son showed it to us.She took it from his hands and kissed my portrayal he had made.MADE MY DAY!:)

I cannot say if i am a GOOD mother or a NOT SO GOOD mother.I only know one thing…..i am one!I enjoy every bit of it!It’s not what i boast or roar about, its not my pride, it’s my privilege!

Today on this Mother’s Day, a very dear friend and relationship during childbirth and after swinging between life and death, barely making it to life and unable to utter words at all, clenched a notepad and wrote on it:“I WANNA SEE MY DAUGHTER”.That to me is the utmost definition of a motherly love!Please pray for her recovery….

I want every woman to complete herself, to accomplish motherhood, because that’s what she is made for….but it doesn’t mean that women who cannot be mother’s are not mothers.Motherhood is an asset we are blessed with on birth…those of us who are not mother’s in the literal sense are able to raise kids in foster care, and orphanages as good as a mother can.They adopt and raise noble spirited souls…

I truly believe in the quote:

“Men are what their mothers made them”.     –  Ralph Waldo Emerson

I desire to raise my boy as a gentleman, who honors and respects women, because what good a mother can bring if she cannot teacher her boy to respect her as a woman, and to respect woman as a mother?

For my daughter,i believe to preserve her gentleness and innocence, with confidence and wisdom to face the world one day as another incubator of life.

“A mother laughs our laughter,
Sheds our tears,
Returns our love,
Fears our fears.
She lives our joys,
Cares our cares,
And all our hopes and dreams she shares.”
– Julia Summers

For me,as a mother, i wanna be one of whom Napoleon dreamed for France:

“Let France have good Mothers, and she will have good sons”.    –  Napoleon I

This Mother’s Day, i wanna dedicate the day to those mother’s who cannot be a mother, but they still are, and to Mothers-to-be!!!

HAPPY MOTHERHOOD TO ALL THE MOTHER’S AROUND THE GLOBE!

Mom – Metaphor for Compassion

Credits:Gabriella Fabbri

She held me close to her, hugged me and kissed me

She touched me gently and kissed my forehead

She carried me in her arms and did all the chores of the house

She kept me warm, and to do so woke up in chilly nights running barefoot fetching me milk

She called to me, whenever i was in the dark, cause she knew i’ll be afraid

She taught me with love, made my tiny to giant wishes possible

I saw her caressing my stresses whole night i was ill, staying awake keeping me in her lap

I grew up looking at her wet face in prayer, i felt the strength of her relationship with God

I asked her :Why you cry mama?, she said nothing…looking at me lovingly

I tested her patience, whenever i had a broken toy, she would always know how to fix it

She was in agony when i was hurt, strong when i had to take injections for my betterment

She caught me before i fell, and still didn’t let me develop the fear of falling

All the night i held tighty to her hand, and said:”You awake mama?” and in deep sleep she replied:”Yes dear, don’t worry, i am with you, now go back to sleep”.

All the while she was larger than life, she was my tooth fairy, my well-wisher, my angel in disguise

Her warm smile gave me confidence, her bright eyes looked upon me with pride

Her lovely face gave me courage to face the world, her presence my strength

Her stories at night taught me lessons, gave me imagination, made me dream

Her wise eyes sensed my feelings before they arised, thoughts before they were woven in words

She is my institution of morality, mannerism, conduct, life

She is my beacon of hope, knowledge, wisdom, experience

She is my gateway to life, she brought me here, I have lived my life through her guidance

She is a prism, who makes plain life full of colors, she is the guardian,who only lets good tidings come my way

Now i am walkinng in her footsteps of motherhood, and all the questions seemed to be answered one by one

The questions i asked her,’Why mama?Why are you unique, why do i love you more than the rest?’

Now, i know why, why she was different….cause she endured, she was a mother!

I try to be like her, but i know i can never be , she is the origin of a waterfall, and i am the stream which has collected all the water within, and now is transferring it into a river

Sometimes i think, what will happen the day water runs dry, how can a stream survive without the waterfall, how can she keep the river going

I dread that forbidden day, what is a shadow without it’s form?

And then i see, similar forms around me, similar shiny eyes, same loving grins, exactly same beaming faces

And then i realize…….all moms are alike!

Wherever they’ll be, God will always be kind to them

They nurture life, and plant it deep within us, they help it grow with their sunshine beaming smile and water of love

Their teachings, upbringing, love, and concern will always confine us

Protect us, allure us, their charisma will never fade……

They will stay forever within us, within life!!!

(by LETSSPREADCOMPASSION)

And To All The Mother’s Of The World….To All MY Mothers….

May we be able to take care of you the way you took care of us!We Love You!