A month ago, I woke up one morning feeling like a zombie, I looked into the mirror and it looked like someone had switched my body into a strange homeless woman during the night. No offense to a homeless woman though, I cross my heart 馃挊
The saying behind every well-fed and taking good care of baby lies a Mom who looks like a homeless woman becomes so clear to me.
And I was like, this is not my body, can Funmi, my best friend come and get her body and give me mine back?馃槄
But that was my reality, my son was running a high temperature for three days straight, even after we had been to the hospital and medication was prescribed for him. It is a teething fever we were told, we just had to give him the medications and wait till his temperature normalized. And when things like that happened, he hardly slept at night, he would cling to me and make me stay awake to comfort him through the larger part of the night.
I took a look at him sleeping peacefully on one side of the bed, where I finally successfully laid him down around 4 a.m. that morning. A voice in my head interrupted my inner thoughts by screaming at me, "To better go get my morning work done before he gets up". I do not have much of a choice than to honorably obey that voice馃ぃ馃槶 sadly.
And on top of all that sleepless night, it was a Sallah day, where we were going to celebrate the Eid al Fitr. We had friends coming over to celebrate with us during the day, which means no matter how zombielike I get, I must get my *ss up and do my work. At the end of the day, you realize how much of a great strength that lies inside a mother.
All I'm saying is that. If there is something I never truly get, it is the amount of time and effort required to be a great mom.
I mean, not that I never witnessed a lot of Mom before me, went through so much, but there are certain stuff we can't comprehend until we experience it first hand.
I used to wonder why my mom worked so hard at home and hardly found the time to rest. But now I understand better.
And I think some of us might think that we can have it easier, at least so I thought, a motherhood job isn't easy no matter how you do it. And for a couple who lives far away from their families, things can sometimes get incredibly tough for us.
From tenor.com
Do I regret being a mom, Heaven no! I will choose to be a mom a thousand times to my amazing son.
Because no matter how tough things get or how exhausted I feel sometimes, just one smile from him would melt my heart and recharge my energy and that is all the sign I need that it's all more than worth it.
And oh, the sight of his two new premolar teeth coming out a few days later, is a beauty to be held.
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