Motherhood, so sacred and powerful.... yet the world has so little time to glorify it. I cannot speak for all but I deeply admire all women who become mothers. As routine as it may seem, every woman has risked her life and body to nurture another being.... a boy or a girl, both loved and nourished unaminously, before either is received partially by this world. What a pity that a girl child is still belittled, a pregnant woman is still judged, disparaging their worth at work, devalued coz their time is divided between work and child. The world is blurring into emotionless incompassionate emoticons, where new beings find themselves in the lap of babysitters, because the world couldn't spare their moms at work. This subconcious shift to workaholic robotics, scares me. As a mother of two, a boy and a girl, I love them both. As about my work, its my third child, I love it almost obsessively. But how to find that balance, is complicated. More than often, I struggle to meet two full time jobs. I cannot accomplish both, without pushing myself beyond nerve-wrecking limits.
Another painful truth, moms are again judged insensibly for their bodily changes, prompting them to despise the mirror. This social media whim, singing tales of reverence of zero-sized moms, is inflicting grave hazards on the minds of the young.
Motherhood is so so beautiful, so divine.. no Shakespeare could scribble words of wisdom about it... coz he is a man. Only that woman, can jot down this celestial feeling. But alas! she's been busy rearing the new one. Thats why there is so less written about it, while there are volumes about another kind of love. Man and woman might have flimsy, superfluous or momentary glimpses of fleeting joy. Parenting is such sturdy feeling with robust roots, that won't wither with time. Its like that untainted lake, that doesn't shrink like a spring river. My deepest gratitude to all women, who are mothers, are reeling thru two full time jobs and finding joys to rejoice and recapitulate thru their lifetime.
