The Wonderwoman

 

I am talking about her. She is, not perhaps and certainly, the most priceless creation on earth. She is a daughter, sister, friend, a woman and wife. But she proudly calls herself a mother. Despite the fact that she could be addressed as any one of the above, she proudly identifies herself as mother. After attaining motherhood, her life revolves round her children until she breathes. Was just wondering how a mother, never keeps a track of her sleepless nights but certainly notices if her child gets sufficient sleep. 
Several sleepless nights for a mother begin when
-she communicates with the baby in her womb

-the baby keeps awake after birth
She doesn’t care about her sleepless nights and its after effects and the baby is all grown up in course of time.
Gradually, her focus shifts towards the education of the newly grown youngster, a mother is more concerned than her child. She wishes her child does well in his career.So, here comes another set of her sleepless nights preparing midnight snack or a health drink while his or her career shapes up.
Alongside comes the socializing days of the youngster. A mother happily sips her midnight coffee, either engulfed in a book or taking a night stroll in the porch. Well, after long and tiring days, who would want to keep awake over cuppa joe? A mother certainly would. All she wants to ensure is her grown up child is back home safe.
The mother endows her children with best of her wishes as she gets promoted to a mother-in-law and eventually a grandmother. She happily executes her duties towards her children and grandchildren without any demand or expectations and remains a constant source of their emotional support. No matter how far she physically is, she leaves everything behind and runs for her child if situation necessitates the same. She always has time and patience for everyone’s emotional outbursts, mistakes, rudeness or ignorance.
But does she really have someone who would hear her as a woman or mother? Did she ever find a friend in her spouse or children? If not yet, it is time a mother gets unselfish love, respect, support and friendship from her children. Let us not forget that she has brought us in this world and performed her duties and beyond. 
But despite everything she did and still does,
Her concern is often mistaken as her interference. 
Her unselfish and undying love is often taken advantage of. 
Her sleepless nights are often ignored as, “I did not tell you to keep awake, did I?”
Her loneliness is often labelled as a natural phenomenon while aging.
 A mother is the woman who sacrifices her most wonderful years of youth for her family, buries her own dreams somewhere deep inside and eventually forgets if she ever had dreamt for herself. She dreams through her children’s eyes, who may, or may not, realize her worth. 
So let us all get together and give this wonder woman a standing ovation. Let us thank and show God our endless gratitude for creating mothers. But more importantly, it is time we get started being a child worth a mother’s undying love and let us not forget to thank her for who she is.
Wishing each and every mother across the globe A Very Happy Mother’s Day !      🙂
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Dear Mom,

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Sketch : the author (of https://largerthanlifeblog.wordpress.com)

Despite our daily hours of conversation, here I am- writing to you.You are a mother and you have the gifted instinct of knowing me (your child) better than I do. But here are certain things that I feel, I know and I am sure of. Those certain things that I never uttered to you.

Remember how I use to flaunt my themed scrapbooks amidst my friends and they wondered if they could ever own one? those vibrant scrapbooks and their themes were your brainchild. They were undoubtedly the best. …..didn’t you ever feel you could have used your artistic skills to reach out the world beyond your children’s ?

And until I was old enough to explore the shopping malls and designer stores independently (and even after I could), you designed and stitched me those fabulous dresses that earned me compliments from all over. At that moment, I felt like Miss Universe (in my world).You even did my bridal veil that caught everyone’s eye ….didn’t you ever feel designing for the celebrities could have been an option for you?

When you chose to accompany me to the mall (that remains open all 7 days a week) and choose my outfit for my high school farewell party that wasn’t due until another thirty days……..didn’t you realize that was the last day of your favorite art exhibition and you won’t get to attend that until next year?

But you happily chose to be our (we are two sisters) mother over and above everything. You ensured we never miss our classes for music and swimming. You loved reading but spent hours to choose books for us to develop our reading habits.

I wasn’t just anyone but your not-so-girly daughter who never cared  to pick up any kind of make-up ideas. But you got me one of the best make-up artists for my wedding and turned everyone speechless when they saw me as the bride.

I am grown enough and married now. But you still find ways to know if I am eating too much (like I always did), keeping awake until late (and reading  like I always did). And yes! your son-in-law (who is also my husband), does update me each time you call him up to find if  I am still homesick and whether I remain quite if (and when) I miss everyone including you.

Remember the elderly relative (from my in-laws’ extended family) who stayed with us for a fortnight sometimes back? She said she didn’t feel like leaving and is definitely going to meet the mother of that daughter , with whom she had a wonderful time. Yes, I am certainly the most proud daughter on this earth.

I am writing to you to express those certain things I know, I feel, but can never speak. I did these sketches for you despite the fact that a kindergarten student would draw anyway better than I can.

I can only wish to, but cannot be what you are.

Sketch : the author (of https://largerthanlifeblog.wordpress.com)

Just wanted to tell you and everyone (who knows me and who does not), that even today, you hold my hand with equal care…..just like you did when I was a toddler.

I love you.

🙂