My Own Very Special Mother’s Day

So much has been said, and so much more will be said but still, no body can ever tell what it feels like to be a mother, to see a part of you grow outside you, to love someone so deeply and profoundly that you laugh when they laugh, you cry when they cry, you understand everything they feel even without speaking a word. For the world, Mother’s day is on the second Sunday in the month of May. For me, 4th of May is Mother’s day because I became a mother for the first time on this day. It has been an incredible journey with my little one who is now on the threshold of Manhood. We both have grown together. From rocking him to sleep, helping him walk, telling him stories, playing with him, teaching him, to listening to his stories, watching him win matches, learning the new technology from him and much more, yes we have really grown together. At the time when everyone talks about a girl child, women empowerment, raising boys is an honour. I don’t tell him to be respectful only to girls and women, I have taught him to be respectful to everyone irrespective of their gender. I have never allowed him  to believe that the whole world revolves around him but he knows that my whole world does. Every one knows how protective fathers are of their little girls, but he knows there is nothing like a fury of a mom when her son is hurt. We do have our share of disagreements, arguments but that is the beauty of this relationship when we try to put ourselves in each other’s shoes and try to understand each other’s point of view since we both know that we belong to different times. My heart swells with pride when someone tells me that my son is a wonderful person because I believe that is more important than the accolades he brings home. With the risk of being called melodramatic  and I know it sounds clichéd but I want you to know that no matter how old you are, you are and will always remain my baby.  Image via Pixabay  

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