I have been a mother for the past 12 years and 9 years. How's it like ? How's it felt?????Here's my story:
I LOVE IT. I love the story of creation. I love the babies that I made. I love making love and waking up one day thinking that I'm gonna have a baby. It's not about the money. It's the opportunities that arrives at your doorstep. Apart from cleaning baby poo and teaching potty training and swapping and feeding and cleaning and NURTURING and talking and cleaning and BEDTIME stories.....
I think a lot about my genes. Sometimes I think I come from the majestics and sometimes I think I come from the minorities. But still, bringing up father, raising my two kids was an ADVENTURE and an unthinkable FASCINATION to my soul..... I was always there for my kids. I was always there at school. I was always WAITING on them , WAITING for them and I was SINGING to myself apart from the tears of raising NAUGHTY CHILDREN. And I had LOVED them. I treasured them. I kept those memories close to my heart. Now my children doesn't want me because they're too attached to their school. I don't bother them and their father is always stern on their education and policies. That they will adher to.
My mother-in-law asked me to leave them alone. GROWING PAINS.. My prayers will be for them..GOD BLESS THEIR SOULS and their father's as well....( They are good at doing their school's HOMEWORK)!
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