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MAA...The second GOD.


Mother’s Day...

Holds a special place in my own heart because of the little one who made me a mum. I love to get up every morning seeing his face. I can't thank God enough for gifting me 'motherhood'.
This day reminds me of my mum...
an amazing mother who dedicated her life to her two daughters. She is selfless, hardworking, strong and the most beautiful woman I know.

Every year as Mother’s Day gets close, I get a little nostalgic. I used to trouble my mum a lot. I have been rude to her many times. I could not apologize directly but always wanted to. I could not thank her for everything but always wanted to. So today I wanted to sit down and blog a little letter for my mum thanking her for every single thing she has done for me and also to share some of the challenges I’ve experienced as a mom.

As a quick side note, when I started writing this post it was all about the joy of motherhood. But when I thought about all the strong moms around me, it didn’t take me long to realize the term “mom” isn’t easy to come by. So whether you’re a mom to ur newborn or right in the middle of raising your babies, or you find yourself helpless with your teenagers...this day is for all of us.

MUM...YOU'RE MORE THAN ENOUGH
I...at times get this insecure feeling of “I’m not doing enough.” So did my mum. Being a working lady, it was the hardest for my mum to handle work, house and two naughty kids. She never skipped a single thing out of her mind. Right from breakfast, our lunchboxes, dad's lunchpack, her own box, cleaning house nd also checking our homework whether it's done or not. Meanwhile my daddy used to look after our uniforms and shoes. Mum used to share every part of her task..and so did we. We had a habit of sharing everything we did in our school.Taking a few seconds to let us in on her huge part of life has really helped us understand that mum and dad both have a big job to do.
You have done a lot for us mummy. You are still doing. Bearing our tantrums, listening to OUR fav music, watching OUR fav movies, moreover...cooking OUR fav dishes. Still..whenever I go to my place (after 6years of marriage also) she cooks all my fav dishes. Lack of time was never an obstacle for her between cooking for her daughter :) hahaha. I love that okra curry and tomato rasam she prepares. I guess no one in the world can mAke such yummy rasam.

I am a stay-at-home mum. And I get the same feelings of “not doing enough". I spend a lot of time focusing on priority of work. Nap time is when I get my daily chores done. Whether it was folding laundry, prepping dinner, doing dishes or cleaning the mess which my not-so-naughty son creates. My husband plays a vital part here. He taught me how to balance household chores and take care of my growing son.
I am glad that whenever I got time, I used to pen down my feelings in my diary. Though I gave a couple of years gap in blogging but never forgot my pen and diary. Taking the time to allow yourself a few minutes a day to do what you love, is OKAY. I found it was the thing that kept me balanced and energized.

Motherhood can be difficult. It's not easy as planting a tree and watching it grow. You have to put efforts. You have to give your kids, your part of time. This is what I've learnt from my mumy. When your kiddos are just babies and you’re changing diapers or listening to whining constantly, it can feel overwhelming. But not at time when you clean the blend of water, omelette, chai, idly and chutney spilled on the floor. My son does so ;)

TEACHING AND LEARNING

While my mum taught me how to cook her way, bring up a child her way, I also want to thank my mother-in-law. Cooking is the best part I have learnt from her. Ever heard a mother-in-law sharing her secret recipies? Mine does. Thankyou mumy for teaching some very interesting recipies as you teach your daughter. I have been rude sometimes, sometimes irresponsible and sometimes moody. Sorry and thankyou both a ton for bearing with me.

I hope you feel so loved and celebrated this Mother’s Day. And no matter what season you find yourself in, just know that you are doing enough, and you are loved and appreciated. I know for me, the thought of my son growing up and moving off to the next stage of his life makes me want to burst into tears! So this Mother’s Day I plan to milk it for all it’s worth, and add suger to all the moments to make my life even more sweeter with my beloved one.
P.S. Cheers to all the mothers.

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