It’s never easy to be a mother. Even though the bliss of being a mom is more significant than any other joy I have ever cherished. The pain, of being your child’s boring friend, the solitude that comes with the company of your child, with whom you had giggled and muffled a lot more than she remembers, is indeed the hardest.
Being the older child, I know the difficulties that I have gone through, for my younger ones, which made their life pretty easier than mine to an extent. I knew my teenager was going through the same, yet, being a first-time mom to a teenager, I couldn’t help myself with any kind of so-called “life lessons”, “TED talks” and the tons of advice that weighed upon my head.
I decided to take the tough road, always- wherein I walk aimlessly, with no hidden agenda in my head. And guess what- I was never successful. All it led me to is the statement ” Lecturing mom”. Seems I was learning to be yet another mother. I won’t call myself perfect- And by the way what’s perfect- to assure- There is nothing like being perfect. So relax fellow moms.
I realized parenting is more like- the mood swings we have; in some moments, we are super, powerful and the best, and the very next moment, we thrash ourselves to the depths of the world we could ever find. So again, nothing is what it seems. But again, whatever I might be going through, I decided to cry out loud- and let my kids know that I am as vulnerable as they can be. I know that my maturity is at stake when I cry out loud. But all I wanted them to know is I am just human- not a magical, ninja robot- who could come up with anything they want in the world.
Taking things slowly, I decided to lay low at times, but the frenzied me in me, never let me realize I truly wanna be the lay low one. Parenthood is indeed challenging- again- challenging me now and then. Yet, this is a journey i chose to fall in love with again and again.
Sometimes, my teen’s anger reminds me of the scene where Luke pushes Jess into the lake- I wished i could .
But again, the other side of the mom brain- “empathetic mom” – understands what the child is going through.
Agree or disagree- I am at war with the other self within me. The only thoughts that guides me, and push me to stay strong – is the love that we have for each other , which I know, for a while its hidden.







