My two months son was trying to sleep in his new nanny's arms. It was first time for him when he was not in his mothers lap. People say, he does not know anything yet. However, his mom saw a talking pair of eyes searching for the reason why his mom was sitting at the far corner watching him go to sleep. When she knows his comfort zone, why doesn't she put me to sleep like everyday. Was it really the baby or was it a reflection of what his mother was feeling inside ?
Mom is preparing him for the time when she goes back to work in a month's time.
Dear Son... Mom is preparing you to be without her... which is going to be as tough for her as for you. There can't be a third person who can understand what goes inside you and mom... and that is her real worry. How would anyone understand your unspoken needs when mom goes back to work !!!
The silent communication that has been going on between you and her which fills her heart with pleasure and it swells everytime you cling to her for the feed...
Time to close this here and get back to you son :)
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Motherhood - I
9th,Feb,2010 - The day that changed the way I looked at life. I had often heard all people saying wonderful things about motherhood but could never appreciate those expressions more than a nod. The outlook really changed on that afternoon when I first saw a small white bundle just wearing a small cloth round the waist and looking at me blankly. It took me really sometime to acknowledge that it was my son...
The next big moment was our first time together. He was actually in my arms. My son...
I was the only one for him as he started his struggle for taking his first feed. All the pain I was going through melted within that little mouth that clung to me. He looked at me through his big beaming eyes. It was as a moment of pleasure for the new mom in me who was trying to believe that it was not a fairy tale but reality.
I have been very lucky in love in my life....and with him in my arms, I felt like the luckiest person to have ever lived to see that day.
The next big moment was our first time together. He was actually in my arms. My son...
I was the only one for him as he started his struggle for taking his first feed. All the pain I was going through melted within that little mouth that clung to me. He looked at me through his big beaming eyes. It was as a moment of pleasure for the new mom in me who was trying to believe that it was not a fairy tale but reality.
I have been very lucky in love in my life....and with him in my arms, I felt like the luckiest person to have ever lived to see that day.
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