TALES OF MOTHERHOOD (1)

The last couple of months have seen me spend most of my nights sleepless, have aches all over my body and my existence drenched in a combined smell of milk, pee, poop and powder. Having lost all my “,me-time” life became kind of trying. Today after the vaccination of my little ones I brought home two crying, nagging, upset babies who refused to get down from my lap causing terrific pain in my arm which already has a muscle pull. I kept sitting cradling my daughter as she slept peacefully against my chest. I stared in to her face: a little round wonder with a few strands of soft hair covering her head. Two immensely round cheeks and a tiny pair of red lips nestled in between. The lips were twitching involuntarily as if she smiled baring her tiny gums. Sometimes her body convulsed as she eased herself in a better position, making happy gurgling sounds, her eyes half closed into tiny white slits from where I could see her pupil moving. Her lips went on shivering into smiles and sometimes a little saliva tried to trickle past the strict vigil of my finger. Then suddenly she opened her eyes full, looked at me, and straightened her hands to clutch the neck of my tee shirt. She fell back into her peaceful slumber and her sleeping body slumped against my aching hand. And suddenly like a shock,I discovered my life was brimming with love I never knew I could feel.