The imperfect mom !

They say God cannot be everywhere so he created mothers. Nothing could be truer. From the day a baby is born, all it does is take. Mothers are the ones who are the givers. No woman would share her beauty secrets, her trade tricks, cooking tips, life hacks to anyone but her child.

My mother was always right when she said you wont understand a thing till you have your own kids. Being a mother is such a wonderful journey albeit strewn with hurdles and its shares of ups and downs.

All my life I always fought with my mother not able to understand her point of view.
All I did was ask for more and she gave it all to me. Whoever said, " By the time you understand your mother was right you already have a daughter who thinks you are wrong", is apt.

Becoming a mother comes with the promise of happiness and joy but at the same time the job is not easy. There are a lot of hardships. Sometimes it's too much to take and it just becomes overwhelming. I just wanted to be a mother. I didnt know people expected me to be a perfect one.

I fail to understand why we attach so many tags to a mother. A good mother, a perfect mother, a bad mother, a sensitive mother, an excellent mother. I dont think I can be an excellent or a perfect mom. If at all there is one label I would like to choose for myself then it would be - exhausted mom. We are as human as our kids and are bound to make mistakes and fail miserably. But that's okay. We are learning too.

I just want to be a mother. Sometimes I might be a good mother and other times a bad mother. Sometimes I might have the energy to play with my kids , cook for them and give plenty of time to them and at other times I might be too exhausted to do any chores or might be mad at my kids for no apparent reason. We need to stop labelling mothers for everything they do or not do.

The moment a woman becomes a mother everything else becomes secondary. The world around her disappears and her babies take the centre stage. Still on some days I feel the need to just unwind without kids and without any guilt. I think it's okay that once in a while you ditch all mother duties and go out with your girl gang and have a blast sans kids.

On some occasions I goof up and am terrible. And we all laugh about it. I dont punish myself because I feel or for that matter others feel I am not a good enough mom. As long as my kids are happy and I am happy nothing else matters. Imperfection doesnt take away the awesomeness that we all have. So cheers to all imperfect moms like me.

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