Cry, shout, vent it out...but don't hate it!

 I had thought that it would be a cakewalk for me as a mother, once my baby starts to walk. The sleepless nights would end. The fatigued mom in me was waiting for the baby to get on his twos. But when he did, things became more hectic.

The crawling and flipping baby was better, I reached this conclusion. Atleast his movements were contained. Now, he would not just stroll but run hither-tither.

And this anxious mom followed, not letting him get hurt.

"Watch your step. There's a tree ahead. Kick the ball slowly your foot will get hurt. Slide from the centre of the slide. Don't oscillate the swing in speed. Don't jump, don't rush, chew your food...." . As a mom you become a live instruction manual. And the kid, half of the time doesn't pay attention to what you are saying. Which adds up to the irritation.






But this exhausted mom keeps going. And furthermore, she decides to have another baby too! How brave of her, right?

But you know what? It becomes slightly easier the next time. You avoid all the mistakes you made while handling your first baby. Not lifting him up as soon as he cries, not making him sleep in your lap for hours, not running behind him, every second. You learn to let him be. Yes! You still are the very same mom, anxious, curious and dedicated. But you are now experienced one.


Then you feel that it would be easier when the child starts going to school. "I will get some me time now", is what you expect. But hey mom! You are wrong here. The schools will load you with extra work. Activities, projects and yes, so many competitions. And as a mom, it's your duty to make your child an all-rounder, is what you think. So you keep making them do hundreds of activities, every other day.


But it's fun. Dressing them up for fancy dress competitions. Making them by heart a speech. Writing essays with them. Colouring cards or posters. You get to revisit your childhood once again.


And once they go to a high school, you think finally they are on their own. Yet, there's always something that makes them rely on you. "Mom please write an email to my teacher. Mom please pack lunch for 4 of us. Mom please drop me to my friend's place. Mom I need new studs, mom I need new swimsuit....." and the list goes on.






But there comes a day when your nest is going to be empty. When these "Mom" calls won't be heard everyday. When you will have all the me-time in the world and you will long for that messy rooms, scattered books, piles of clothes.



Even if it is making you invisible in the process, cry, shout, vent it out, but don't hate it.


Enjoy this motherhood today for the birds ought to fly away!



AUTHOR'S NOTE: The beauty of motherhood is not a certain capability, but a willingness to include ~ Sadhguru.

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