Six months past the baby’s arrival, the ambition of waking up at five in the morning to practice Pranayama and yoga did spring up, as it did with the first. However, needless to mention, I could get nowhere near my ambition amidst the haystack of piled up chores. Yes, yes, yes, I have written all about it all through my blog, I know! So, let me quickly tell you the silly ‘work-outs’ I get to do with two kids around.
Soon after my son was born, I had gone into a cocoon life of a busy mom, totally uncaring towards my weight, shape and health. Issues of fat metabolism, digestion and cholesterol had entered my system without a warning along with disproportionate weight gain and the guilt of all of these. It took a couple of years to realize that my health must indeed be a priority to take care of the rest of the family. Especially, in the long run, how happy and healthy I carry my heart shall dictate the environment and health of the entire home and family.
Of several duties and responsibilities we carry along, let’s pledge to add that of looking around people with open eyes and ears. ‘What’s my problem?’ might seem safe but remember it’s not right. Let’s all, please, Wake Up!
It may seem a simple incident. But when I contemplate on the depth of the human feelings it relates to, it astonishes me. It reminded me of the hours we spent at the designer showroom to choose a pair of dress for my son, last Diwali. I confess, I’ve never before thought of gifting a new dress to someone who can’t afford it.
Like a stitch in time saves nine, a stitch for joy can spread joy too!
I’ve never watched cartoons or animation series as a child. Not even Spider Man, He-Man or Shakthi Man. At thirty, I am living my childhood with my son while at three, he is designing star ships. What else can make a Mom feel worthy of her intense motherhood vows?!
We all come to a point in life when life’s big uncertainties finally subside – what to study, what job to do, who to marry, where to settle. Regardless of the struggles it took us to reach this point, the very fact that we have come past these anxieties is bliss. At this juncture, if we look back to count all of those people who were, in some way, a significant part of our bygone days, there would be many.
Little stories for his imagination. Little plays for his zeal. Little food for his thoughts and big smiles to drench all of us!