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The Beginning of My Pure Love, and the Joys of Parenting
It was a moment of bliss and happiness when I came to know that my little one has started his growth in my womb. I became the most responsible person in the world, to make sure that he would be healthy enough when he meets his new world for the first time. His kicks and little movements made me forget all sorts of fatigue and morning sickness. I enjoyed my pregnancy with my husband, who was very happy for his little one.
I was waiting for my labour, to experience him in our arms. I’m short of words to explain the happiness that I felt when I saw him for the very first time. His smile killed my heart, and his little hands stole it away. I felt like I’m blessed by a golden treasure, given right into my hands by some sort of supernatural power.
And right from there, I got into a very honoured part of my life, named “motherhood”. The sessions of breastfeeding him for the entire day and night were the most valuable experience. Even though he deprived me of sleep for the first three months, seeing his cute posture of sleeping was the greatest success ever for me. And, I was very happy to watch him lie on his stomach during his fourth month.
His cute and innocent smile not only made me and my family happy, but he spreads the magic of positivity to our entire living space. I experienced his naughtiness in his fifth month, which made me more tired, but more happy. The joy of motherhood lies in the fact that a mother becomes happy when she sees her baby cheerful, no matter how tired and depressed she is.
I started to think twice, once for myself, and once more for my baby. He is the one who is a part of me, and a part of someone else whom I love the most. In this journey of motherhood, I have gotten the strengths that I didn’t possess initially. He is my little prince, who made my life complete. I’m waiting for the sixth month of my baby and to cherish my moments with him. My journey of motherhood will be continued forever!