It’s been
a while since I worked on my blog. As
strapped as I am for time, and regardless of how exhausted I am at the end of
the day, for the past few days I have had this nagging feeling that I am
missing something. I don’t really know if it’s Anika’s school or Ashwin’s
travel or my laziness. Perhaps all of the above and then some more; but I woke
up today and decided that I absolutely have to get back to blogging again.
I've been
writing about being a mom and how challenging this new phase in a woman’s life
can be.
Everything has a shelf life and becoming a new mother is no exception!
Once the buzz of being a new mommy in town wears off, it is time to take stock
and pull up your socks. The whole trial
and error phase with your newborn is over and pretty soon your lil’ one is
walking and talking all at once and you realize your kid is growing up fast!
Fortunately or unfortunately so are you and nothing drives home the message
faster than the fact that your kids friends now call you -”AUNTY!”
To be
honest, initially I did feel pretty old when Anika’s friends started calling me
Aunty. This is how the “AUNTY” phase has been treating me -
I go to a
mall for shopping and look at girls younger than me and feel “J”
I see a nice
super sexy dress and wish I was a little younger to wear that.
I see women
my age coming to school to drop their children and think “Oh yeah, I belong to
that group now.”
I go into
McDonalds, KFC or any Coffee shop and look at the crowd and feel, ”I hope these
kids don’t mind me coming here.”
I get a
trendy haircut and think “Oh my god, does this really suit me????”
In-case you
were thinking this is all, wait till your kid starts school. Suddenly it’s your
kid telling you if you are looking good or what to wear and yes a time does
come when you realize your kid know things better than you do! Sigh...whatever
happened to the “what’s, and why's, and where’s” that they couldn’t stop asking
like just yesterday.
Oh and let’s
not forget the other areas of our lives that get invaded....they weren't kidding
when they say “parents sacrifice a lot for their kids” were they now?
Your time of
watching TV is finally over. They decide what they want and you just have to
follow their program. (You definitely can’t operate the remote). Chotta
Bheem, Thomas and friends, Mickey Mouse suddenly become your family members.
(Don’t bother asking how). You can't
change channels if it’s a break. Advertisements are equally important. Its more of
going to a Mall to play children’s games or go to any children’s place (Window
Shopping is only allowed).
The point
that I am trying to make however, is this - no matter how much I might while
about it, at the end of the day there is no better happiness in this world than
watching your kid grow up and spread their wings. Yes, I do feel I have grown
old but I did become old to see my little one grow up to talk to me. Little
things that can’t be expressed; little sacrifices which mean so much...all of
these are precious and I know these are what memories are made of.
My lil’ girl
completes me. She is the reason for all my happiness today. Being called an
aunty....who cares! I am a mother and that’s all that matters to me now.
Lovely write-up!
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