It's easy to say "I'm a mother". But when you actually are a mother you realize what's it like being one.
It's not easy it's not hard
Its just the middle rhythm you have to understand to fit the pieces if at all.
I never knew the feeling of desperation, to see a being, want to touch and feel. But when I realised my little pumpkin was born I was so restless. I can't tell if I'm doing well with my health but all that mattered to me at that time was to see her breathe.
I was so happy at the glace of her. To know that she was breathing fine, she was well fed and sound asleep.
The gush of joy that filled my soul when I holded her. The pure love that filled my heart for her.
I knew she was my blood my soul. My heart said lo and behold finally here is someone I can love without a condition, without any expectations, to whom I can call my own.
