Being a mom is one of the toughest roles that I have played in my three decades of life. No matter how fulfilling this role is it still has its ups and downs. It indeed is a blessing to see these little human grow but the patience one needs to go through these days cannot be taught in any other job.
My little one has taught me more management lesson than what I learned while ye working in my decade-long corporate career. If I say that I never miss the life I had before I became a mom then I would be lying. Here are few things that I miss the most after I became a mom:
Remember those impromptu Friday plans? All I had to do was pick up my handbag and head for a trip. No Sir, this doesn’t happen anymore. I need at least a week’s notice to prepare in order to be a part of any plan, even if it is just a dinner. There are no impromptu plans.
Oh, those night outs. Without giving a damn to the world we use to stay up all night, late night Maggie, oodles of gossip and then sleeping at an hour when normal humans sleep. Not any more people! I have my personal walking, blabbering, utterly cute alarm clock. Once she is up there is no way, I can close my eyes even for a minute which means I doze off the minute she hits the bed.
I have a special cupboard that helps me come out of my dull day, no it doesn’t have alcohol (is wine counted as alcohol?) It has my high heels collection before I turned into a walking balloon. Not that those don’t fit anymore but the thought of running after a toddler in heels is not quite pleasing to my ears. I am an ardent fan of sneakers nowadays
Mind Your Language
I have never been someone who used to curse much but then I became a mom. The patience one needs to go through the innumerable sleepless nights, terrible twos, horrible tantrums etc. a woman has to blow the steam off. Oh boy! did I regret the first time I blurted F-word in front of that tiny human who seems to have no interest in learning any “Good Words” that I teach.
What is privacy? or personal space? or peeing in peace? I desperately wait for the weekend, no not for going out or partying but to take a bath in peace. My toddler would knock on the door continuously till I come out of it, I think she believes that I am gonna jump out of the window (not that I haven’t thought about it ever). You want the attention of your toddler then just pretend to rest for a minute on a couch and see the real mom-baby connection.
Carrying 7678998788 number of suitcases while we travel is not new for us since we became parents. Anything and everything seems important. Now that she is growing up and pretty articulative of her choices I just can’t get away with dressing her up in anything. I once had to listen to her ear piercing screams for half an hour because we forgot her Nody (her soft toy) at home. I can’t remember how many trips I have canceled just because there wasn’t enough time to do the packing.
Every time I clean the house while the little one sleeps, I think she takes it as a challenge to make sure that it gets way much worse than how it was before I cleaned it. I have another theory, I think my toddler knows what pisses me the most and she does the exact same thing as a revenge because I ask her to sleep.
I swear, there are days when I often feel like moving to the Himalayas and then there are days when I feel like the luckiest person alive. Motherhood is one such experience that makes you insane yet the sanest human being ever. The selfless love that you feel for that tiny human is incomparable to any relationship in your life.