On Columbus Day 1999 arrived my first bundle of joy. Just like Christopher Columbus discovered this great continent, I discovered my way into motherhood. Sleepless nights and sleepy days became my routine. Diapers, pacifier, wet wipes replaced my makeup and books in my handbag. As a first time mother I was overwhelmed with joy of caring and nurturing my own baby whom I had started to love unconditionally. Equally overwhelming was the responsibility of caring for the little one. I checked on him constantly even when he was sound asleep. I made sure that the house was sanitized to keep away the germs. When he coughed or sneezed even once I ran to my Pediatric books to look for the differential diagnoses. For the developmental milestones forget it ! Even if he was late by a week to crawl or stand my mind came up with worst possible syndromes.
I can never forget his first day in daycare when he was just 18 months old. Dressed in a dark green jumper, carrying a orange colored Elmo bag he eagerly walked into a room full of toddlers. Little did he know that I was going to leave him there! As I closed the door of the room behind me, I felt heavy in my heart. Tear started to roll down my cheeks. I ran to my car and cried inconsolably. For the first time in his life I left him under the care of an outsider...I felt as though a part of my body was amputated. I checked my watch every 10 minutes, how I wished that day got over soon so that I could finally run to my baby, hold,hug and kiss him. After a grueling 4 long hour it was my time to pick him up. I rushed to the daycare, opened the door nervously to find my son running towards me with eyes filled with tears, his face red with anger and sadness from separation. Immediately he sprinted towards me and climbed on me and held me tight. The action that conveyed how much he missed me!
Today as Akash turns 17, he walks into his school without even giving me a second look but his affection has not faded. He demonstrated more than once his commitment to our family, right from protecting Akshay from food allergies to helping me set up my office .He has matured into an independent, courageous young man. I could not have been prouder, not only of his academic achievements but also his personality. He has inspired me in many ways...my love for writing was ignited by him so was my ambition to succeed. I learnt how to be a focused, grounded, matured and ambitious person from him.He truly is my hero!
Love you chella.
I can never forget his first day in daycare when he was just 18 months old. Dressed in a dark green jumper, carrying a orange colored Elmo bag he eagerly walked into a room full of toddlers. Little did he know that I was going to leave him there! As I closed the door of the room behind me, I felt heavy in my heart. Tear started to roll down my cheeks. I ran to my car and cried inconsolably. For the first time in his life I left him under the care of an outsider...I felt as though a part of my body was amputated. I checked my watch every 10 minutes, how I wished that day got over soon so that I could finally run to my baby, hold,hug and kiss him. After a grueling 4 long hour it was my time to pick him up. I rushed to the daycare, opened the door nervously to find my son running towards me with eyes filled with tears, his face red with anger and sadness from separation. Immediately he sprinted towards me and climbed on me and held me tight. The action that conveyed how much he missed me!
Today as Akash turns 17, he walks into his school without even giving me a second look but his affection has not faded. He demonstrated more than once his commitment to our family, right from protecting Akshay from food allergies to helping me set up my office .He has matured into an independent, courageous young man. I could not have been prouder, not only of his academic achievements but also his personality. He has inspired me in many ways...my love for writing was ignited by him so was my ambition to succeed. I learnt how to be a focused, grounded, matured and ambitious person from him.He truly is my hero!
Love you chella.
Proud mum & adorable son!
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