Journey to Motherhood

The days are blurry and, the nights long. The body has probably not known exhaustion of this kind, yet everyday I get up with renewed energy when I see my darling son, sleeping next to me.

The process of being a Mother, started since I knew that I was carrying our little one. The extra caution while walking, the less indulgence in junk food, the mindfulness in thoughts and sitcoms. So yes, the journey of motherhood started before I held him in my arms.

The woman that I was, before I became a Mother, seems to me a fraction of what I am today.

Fierce I was, but fiercer for my little one

Strong I was, but now stronger for the both of us

Emotional I was, but now even his tiny wail opens up the floodgates

So yes, like all women that transformation has happened within me. And not all days are rosy and pink, there are times which are weary and grey. That’s when, most elder women say, ‘it’s not easy being a Mother’. And it’s actually not, if you look at it as a third person. To add to it all, the self-doubt will also creep in, whether you are enough. But it’s beautiful, in spite it all. There is no way to be a perfect Mother, but a million ways to be a good one. And for that you will always ben perfect for your little one.

Even though I am new to this phase, and there are many more experiences and lessons to come. The transition in these past few months has been the most rapid one of my life. The journey from an independent woman, to being a Mother of this little one. You are probably thinking I have settled down to have been able to pen my thoughts. But alas, my little one had a difficult evening and is sleeping in my lap, while I type it all. 😊