Giving birth to a baby and become a mother, is a mixed feeling of pain and happiness at the same time . The moment when you take your own creation in your arms, It vanish all your pain, and the long 9 months of (happy-sad-confusing-struggling) period. But afterward a new journey begins which is called motherhood and this thing remains forever.
Yes Being a mother is not a cakewalk atleast in this modern world where kids are far more curious and carefree and also expect some understanding and liberty from the parents.
After become a mother of a baby boy that too by C-section, I was like somebody has broken up my backbone. I was unable to move and it took me atleast 1 hour to finish up my washroom task. But I was happy and deeply indulge with my baby. I was overprotective for many things and always cross check what things can hurt him, what should I give him to eat, is the diaper need to be changed, his tummy is full or not etc etc. It was like my 24 hours of duty and my husband who started a new business was also unable to help me or you can say he was unaware of my mental condition. That was the time I experienced postpartum depression. I was so dull as I was ignoring my body and beauty both. I was overweight and became insecure too which increased my stress level. I wanted to keep everything perfect which is kind of a dream with a little child. I wanted sometime for myself in which I expect no loo-poops and diaper talks which was actually impossible.
But as we all knows that you and only you can make yourself happy so I give my helping hand to myself to get me out from this frustration and depression kind of world.
I started meeting my old school friends, going out for movies,learn driving ,reading books (romantic rather than kind of mom-toddler), in short I was doing all the work, I liked when I was not a mother. It gave me inner peace and pleasure .I gain myself back and the rewarding thing is that my husband started taking interest in me, which was somewhere lost, as I was also ignoring him not intentionally but due to my management failure.
But this is a lesson for me that I will never ever repeat these things with my second child. That doesn’t mean I will not be a protective, caring and loving mother this time but it only means that I will not put my well-being on stake, Because if I am not happy, how can I make others happy ,who need me the most.
So mommies, increasing responsibilities doesn’t mean to stop being yourself. Try to manage these things cheerfully. I know this is not very easy because many times you can experience a guilt of leaving your kids to daycare when you are doing something for yourself. But always remember that there is no scale to measure the good or bad in your life. So take your call and do what you want for your kid and ofcourse for yourself. Enjoy motherhood and be a yummy mummy.