METAMORPHOSIS TO MOTHERHOOD

Some time back, which now seems like long time back, I saw a friend telling her son to shut his ears with his hands each time she shut a door, car, cupboard, anything and everything. That time I always wondered why she did that. But, now over the years, seeing more and more women getting into that phase, I know that she was only trying to make sure that his little fingers were safe.

It’s funny how perspectives of a woman change as she steps into her motherhood.

Let’s understand what this metamorphosis is all about:-

METAMORPHOSIS TO MOTHERHOOD

Once a Bohemian

Free, Radical and Independent

She aspired through her dreams

And lived through her passions

But something magical made her change

She fought the fear and chased the pain

Just to hold a tiny soul in her arms

He opened his eyes and fell wailing in her arms

But nevertheless it made her proud

So she gave up her ambitions just to brighten up the tiny face

Her dreams which once were hers

Now belonged to the angel who slept on her lap

Her nights were gone, singing a lullaby and pulling the covers up high

Her days went by listening to stories of a circus mind which ran wild

And running around the messy hands which tattooed all over the house

But nevertheless it made her content

So she gave up peace of the complacency, just for the unsettling mindless riot. 

The mirror which was once her

Now belonged to the little rock star

Who spent his days standing in front of it

And singing into the spatulas

But nevertheless it made her happy

So she gave up all her dreams, just for witnessing some crazy dreams come to life.

It is strange but true that motherhood transforms a woman and makes her life spin faster that the spinning wheel. Nurturing instincts make her adapt to the child and his /her life in a funny and interesting way. She lets go all that she had planned for herself over the years . She re-weaves all her dreams and re-visits all her childhood fantasies through the eyes of her child. Thus, for a mother living life isn’t some goal, just a mere pursuit to happiness which keeps happening all along the way.