Being a mum, that is.
Gone are those nights where I can truly sleep for 8 hours straight. In its place are night feeds and diaper changes every three to four hours. I can’t say for sure that I’m used to it neither can I say that I’m not used to it. It’s…well, another one of those challenges in life.
Gone are the days where I can do stuff without a care in the world – as in not worry about that little bundle snoozing away. A mother’s instinct, some people would call it, is at work now. For me, what’s important right now is what she needs. And yes, I worry even more now but it’s mostly for her benefit! Everyone else, and sometimes sad to say, even Nil takes backseat although I still do make time and effort to spare him some cuddles and smooches.
Gone are the days where I can simply ignore what people say about those I love. Sorry but no one disses my kid and gets away with it – even my parents. While she may not fully understand the implication of words spoken to her, I don’t want to encourage negative comments neither do I want to surround her with it.
I look at this little bundle of joy who is more precious than gems like this heart pendant jewelry and utterly heartwarming only to tell myself sometimes that the misery, the sleepless nights and the worrying is well worth it all.
Sometimes I get teary eyed, feeling all blessed to have such a gorgeous bundle and then a few hours later into the night, God gently reminds me that it’s not all pink and roses – that this gorgeous bundle comes with lots of responsibility and care, not just fun, fun, and more fun.
You know the old saying “God couldn’t be everywhere so He made mothers”. I think it’s more than just that. I think God made mothers (and fathers) to share with us the divine joy and heartache of being a parent. After all, He is the ultimate example of parenthood.
