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Joie de Vivre of Motherhood

It all started with the day i joined the exclusive and universal, Mothers' club. The day my first born arrived. With fireworks and sparkles.

The initial moments when my baby arrived have been etched forever in my memory. The strange, but ecstatic feelings when i saw this small, delicate as a porcelain, baby in my arms. I thought to myself - is this what the hullalaboo of 'miracle of life' all about? The pains of labor seemed to have all melted away and frozen into this tiny person. Can a baby who is looking so vulnerable, make such an impact of steel? Well, it did, for me. Mesmerizing is what i would sum it all up.

From that day, all my ideals of working till the day i drop dead, seemed to take a back seat. From a career woman, my priorities started to take a paradigm shift. I couldn't think of anything else except to be with this bundle of joy presented to me. I was even surprised at myself for such a conviction.

My entire life started to get streamlined at that juncture. I took my role, a little too seriously, and wished to do the best on my newly allotted portfolio. So, started reading and sifting through endless child-rearing books that i could lay my hands on. Finally, threw them all out. And, decided to let my heart lead the way and supercede my mind. A thumbrule that i try to follow till date. Which makes the trials and tribulations of raising children, a tad simpler.

Many years, and another baby came along. With it, my views on mothering became even more stronger. Watching my children grow is what i would consider a privilege. And, a right that can never be compromised. For anything in the world. From reading to them, to having them read to you now, is pure pleasure. From you teaching them, to them pointing out gently any mistake you do now, is great pride. And together, trying to navigate a complex world, is an adventurous journey.

So, even when life takes it's own zigs and zags, ups and downs, i still sometimes pause at those initial moments when destiny decided that i become a mother. And, i treasure them with immense joy.

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