I hardly slept last night, something kept me awake, a thought bothering me since days and now at day break it will finally happen!
As I wake up early and get going with the routine, my mind goes back nearly 13 years when a miracle happened - the day which has been the most important in my life, a day of extreme joy & happiness - that day also ironically happened to be the beginning of a pain.
Holding my baby in my hand, tears of joy rolling down my cheeks, that feeling of ecstasy & bliss is beyond words. And of course amidst all that excitement & jubilation there was that tiny feeling of detachment of the umbilical cord, the physical bond that connected me to my baby for 9 months was gone.
It's been an amazing journey these 13 years, seeing my baby grow from that day of Nov 2000, all of 3 kg and few inches long to today a bubbly child already about to surpass my height & on the verge of entering his teens. At every passing stage of his growing up years there's been times when that nagging pain has kept surfacing, reminding me that soon my boy would grow into an independent individual, making his way into the world, spread out his wings and fly on his own.
While it gives me immense pleasure to see him develop into a confident young man, I do wish I would get to be with him more, spend time talking and just being together. I have always tried to grab every possible opportunity to be with him & the one thing which I have been clinging on to for so long was the 20 minutes of togetherness which the daily drive to his school provided. That was the chance to be with him, even though most of the times we would hardly talk, just the sheer presence of him next to me was enough to fill me with joy and make my day. But over the past few days circumstances changed for which I finally had to let it go....
As I sat in my car, away from the bus stop, watching him waiting for the school bus that would take him to school, tears filled my eyes as I again felt that pang of separation reminding me that this is yet another step towards his independence and perhaps a step away from me.
That's how probably life is meant to be & as I prepare myself to go with the flow, I would like my son to know that he means the world to me, he is the one I love the most and no matter what I will always be there for him.........May God bless him with everything good in life and make him a wonderful human being!
As I wake up early and get going with the routine, my mind goes back nearly 13 years when a miracle happened - the day which has been the most important in my life, a day of extreme joy & happiness - that day also ironically happened to be the beginning of a pain.
Holding my baby in my hand, tears of joy rolling down my cheeks, that feeling of ecstasy & bliss is beyond words. And of course amidst all that excitement & jubilation there was that tiny feeling of detachment of the umbilical cord, the physical bond that connected me to my baby for 9 months was gone.
It's been an amazing journey these 13 years, seeing my baby grow from that day of Nov 2000, all of 3 kg and few inches long to today a bubbly child already about to surpass my height & on the verge of entering his teens. At every passing stage of his growing up years there's been times when that nagging pain has kept surfacing, reminding me that soon my boy would grow into an independent individual, making his way into the world, spread out his wings and fly on his own.
While it gives me immense pleasure to see him develop into a confident young man, I do wish I would get to be with him more, spend time talking and just being together. I have always tried to grab every possible opportunity to be with him & the one thing which I have been clinging on to for so long was the 20 minutes of togetherness which the daily drive to his school provided. That was the chance to be with him, even though most of the times we would hardly talk, just the sheer presence of him next to me was enough to fill me with joy and make my day. But over the past few days circumstances changed for which I finally had to let it go....
As I sat in my car, away from the bus stop, watching him waiting for the school bus that would take him to school, tears filled my eyes as I again felt that pang of separation reminding me that this is yet another step towards his independence and perhaps a step away from me.
That's how probably life is meant to be & as I prepare myself to go with the flow, I would like my son to know that he means the world to me, he is the one I love the most and no matter what I will always be there for him.........May God bless him with everything good in life and make him a wonderful human being!
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