My Baby

He wake up with a cry. I could not make him sleep again how hard I tried. He was a baby very happy. So I put him in his pram and tied tight his nappy. All this time he was laughing and seemed very happy. So I concentrated on my paperwork, unaware of the jolts and jerks which Dholu, my kiddo was getting because he was playing hard and sweating. I went in the kitchen to make some pie. But my effort failed as it got overcooked and I threw it with a sigh. Then I went to attend a phone call of my friend. I let out an ouch because I had a problem to bend. I had quite forgotten my little angel and when I went to inquire I had to over perspire. Because he was looking like an innocent prince in tatters but with a big grin. His eyes had a look which said -is having a good time by oneself a sin? He had brought mud from the garden and was covered all brown whatever be the effect, he was not sad and down. To top it he had done lots of potty and was looking so merrily naughty. So I had now a big job at hand and I smiled. Well, these experiences touched me deeply and I thought they were worth cherishing and really gave a mother her motherhood as they did not come in routine and happened only once in a while. So what’s a mom without her darlings, their cuddles their mud, toys, dirty pugs and their innocent love? She’s truly nothing and a mom wants not to be a nothing but wants to feel complete and awesome and feel God’s blessings from above which are got only by her loved ones, her kids and her family without which she is an absolute free being and being that free is not on any good mamas list.

Published by ambikajha

I am Ambika Jha.I like to write on different topics.I feel life is too short for anything.So let us work our best in the given time and let life's music be in rhythm and rhyme.So be your best and never stop to learn and write.

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