Just yesterday read one of the posts where the father has described the ecstasy of being a father. . True to become a parent is the best gift any one get and I will never trade this God’s gift of motherhood for anything in the world.
The gush of emotion that the mother feels when her child comes and sleeps in her lap or hugs her cannot be described in words. It has to be felt. My both the children fall in the category of adults but I still feel as if my bosom is brimming with milk when my son comes to me and hugs me (he does this only when he is tensed during the exams--LOL) and just thinking of my daughter takes me to an euphoric heaven .I still feel a tug in my heart when I hear her name or come across her handwriting (She is in USA pursuing her career from last 4 years)
It is not easy to be a mother and I speak from my own experience
Motherhood the eternal joy comes with its perks too, sleepless nights, exhaustion, sorrows, anxieties, at times the feeling of helplessness ( when you see your loved one in pain and you cannot do anything ) but nothing will make a mother more happy or feel proud when she sees her offspring developing into individual entities. Motherhood is an excitement, an enticement and a growth process for both, the mother and her saplings.
A mother is more often than not finds herself sandwiched between her husband and children. She finds herself a victim of tug of war between the two important parts of her life, her better half and her progeny. Each complains of her being partial to the other one. And there are times when the mother has to forget her identity, her own ego to strike a balance between the two and to maintain a peaceful enviornment in the family
The most paradoxical situation which a mother faces is when her children are ready to fly away from her nest. She, herself has prepared her fledglings to fly, she has encouraged them to try their wings ----but when the actual time comes she is the first to feel disconsolate, heartbroken and crushed
Suddenly she finds as if her whole world is on the verge of collapse, her own being in the world becomes wobbly But she who is the backbone of the family, who is the very foundation of her children’s life cannot tumble down and make their future shaky, so she gears up all her courage and puts up a smile, transforms herself into a robot and sets her precious ones free.
The most traumatic situation for a mother is watch her secured one standing alone amidst problems and facing the world alone and she like an impotent person can not do anything. But the only consolation she dervies from this helpless sitaution is that part of her life has become and becoming strong enough to deal with the turmoils of life on her own
True, mothers have to be made of steel to withstand the difficulties that are sure to beset their children. And if a mother is able to make her loved ones strong enough to weather any stormy conditions and if her cherished ones have the confidence that their mother is there as a buffer to provide them the required cushion of comfort in times of need then I think her motherhood is justified
( depending on my mood swings i will add more to this post . so be prepared for a series on feelings of a mother)
Friday, May 29, 2009
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That was quite an emotional post coming from you. There is nothing like being a mother and experience the love of a mother.I can say i know what is mothers love, simply because i lost mother when really small and to remember ever her face clearly.Thats a longing one lives with.
I also understand the sandwich you mentioned between husband and her children. i complain to my wife saying she doesnt have the time, she used to have for me. Gone are the days when we used to chat nonstop for hours together over the phone. i consider lucky if my wife is free to talk for 5 minutes. Baby takes her 23.5 hours out of her day and i understand her too well.ode to all the mothers of the world.cheers, wonderful post.warmth in every word you have said.ciao:)
quite emotional but written from heart..
awwww mummy... so so so emotional...but beautifully written...muah muah muah :)
you are right, I can understand as being a mother felt the same if not all of it but most of it
hey,u know what,i've asked my mom some umpteen times if she hasnt felt it disgusting to be a mother,to bear all the pain to bring us out,to do all the chores,even clean all our shits when we were kids,do everything for us,to wake up late at night when we are ill even when we have grown up,to console and provide solace everytime we are confused..and all she says is it's a pleasure in itself..
yes your mother is right, A mother derives satisfaction from doing things for her children. Just ask any mother how she feels if her child sleeps without eating?
Lady, its a lovely blog! It had life in it!
I have seen my sister to turn from a nail-scratching and punching sister to a calm mother. I will make her to read this blog. She will love it!
Being a mother is the best gift god gives to a woman.
P.S. - Blogrolled!!
And, you seem to be extremely imterested in changing templates! Can you tell me from where you get these templates? :-)
ramaya I have answered your question in my new post. just type blog templates or blogger templates and you will have 100s of sites in front of you.
I was having a chat with my friend who's been studying nursing, and he'd been having Labour Room postings for a couple of months..
We concluded it by saying how our mothers suffered and has been suffering for us..
And sometime ago today, I read this beautiful post. I was so touched and inspired that I actually went to the kitchen to help mom ("Are you all right, beta?", she asks after seeing this, :)) in chores, made a big mess until she had to say, "If you really love me, my son, Will you please get out and promise me to never help me again?" :-o
Lovely post...
@ Rameez Thanx for comment. your thoughtful gesture to help your mother gave me inspiration to write my new post. keep on inspiring me
Anytime! :)
I cant believe I am inspiring ppl!!
Keep them coming...
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