I have never understood how my mamma managed all that she did. Even now when I am miles away from her she always knows if I am upset or troubled or unwell. And I keep thinking that she is a super human and that I can never be like her when my time comes.
But I was amazed at myself. A few weeks back Aman went down with high fever and body ache. It was the dreaded viral attack. Aman who is incapable of sitting at one place for more than 5 minutes was confided to his bed for almost 5 days. It was the first time since our marriage that Aman was this sick. And how much it pained me to see this naughtiest soul in this state. It was the first time I felt motherly. And I kept thinking I am incapable of feelings like my mom. Suddenly all that mom use to do and say became crystal clear. I understood where she got her energy from and how she managed all.
Aman was like a little baby doing everything that you can expect from an unwell kid. Not eating, not sleeping, not taking rest, not being warm and I like his mom coaxed him into everything that should have been done. This was yet another time a realized how much I loved him and how I just couldn’t handle his sickness.
This was the first time I felt like his mom and also the first time I realized how it would feel to really be a mother.
But I was amazed at myself. A few weeks back Aman went down with high fever and body ache. It was the dreaded viral attack. Aman who is incapable of sitting at one place for more than 5 minutes was confided to his bed for almost 5 days. It was the first time since our marriage that Aman was this sick. And how much it pained me to see this naughtiest soul in this state. It was the first time I felt motherly. And I kept thinking I am incapable of feelings like my mom. Suddenly all that mom use to do and say became crystal clear. I understood where she got her energy from and how she managed all.
Aman was like a little baby doing everything that you can expect from an unwell kid. Not eating, not sleeping, not taking rest, not being warm and I like his mom coaxed him into everything that should have been done. This was yet another time a realized how much I loved him and how I just couldn’t handle his sickness.
This was the first time I felt like his mom and also the first time I realized how it would feel to really be a mother.
7 comments:
You shall most certainly be a very good mother baby... This post of yours brought tears in my eyes.. God Bless!!
Iya that was a very very sweet post !! I read ur blog today for the first time and i felt so nice reading it... hats off to you !!!
Thanks Ekta!!
that's great sis...i m sure aunty will b very happy if she reads this blog...it indicates smething really special
It was a post which makes one smile and can wet your eyes a little bit at the same time. I always felt that bad roads make the riders cling to each other more and somehow I remember thinking of this when me and family were in Vaishno Devi. Like they say, Difficulties bring out the best out of us. May be that’s when we get the chance to show how much we care and love and in the process people come more close.
How I wish to be sick… (of course after getting married or probably when a girl friend is ready to be my mom.. )
Ankur
Women are strong and multi-taskers. Most women are. Aman is lucky, and am sure you are too!!
Well written again!
:)
Vincent - i sure am lucky and trying very hard to ensure Aman too is...
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