Story of Being a Mother

A mother is confused. She is not sure if she wants to be a mother. She asks herself thousand times was that wise?

She is scared. How she may look. She is not sure if she's ready for a bulky body, ugly stretch marks and what not!

She has horrible nightmares or some endless nights with no sleep. "Will it be a healthy baby!? We will be okay, won't we? Will we be alive afterall!?" - she asks herself.

She hears a lot from elders, seaches in google, asks other women who have kids about things. Most of the times she hears, "There are women died being pregnant, kids will leave us anyway though." And then some unfelt consolations. More frightening!

Him? "He's the only one who can make me feel better." "But wait, isn't this whole love for the baby and not for me!? I feel so unloved."

She is getting all bipolar over every silly things without anyone's concern. Unwanted frequent mood swings killing her from inside. No one sees that hardship but reacts on her outbursts. This is just sad.

However sometimes she is excited too. She always dreamt of a baby of her own. Tiny little feet to tickle and small hands which may hold her fingers.

Then comes the horrible pain and birth of a little soft creature, which has a tiny heart beating in it, it moves and make noises. She whispers herself, "It's my baby, I made it." And cries like a 5 year old.

That's the moment when a mother born.

Being mother isn't easy but that's the best gift a human can ever ask for. It's not about the journey of how a baby is born, it has another chapter of years for raising them. No job is as tough as being a mom, also no job is as lovely as being it.