Being a parent

She  came into our hands on Dec 9th 2015 , so tiny and perfect and so loud :) . The poor thing was pulled out of her cozy place and now she had to get used the bright world outside. To say that the experience of giving birth is beautiful is a little bit of an exaggeration... but yes be due to all those drugs injected into us the feeling is beautiful. 

The first thing I remember is her cry, Oh poor thing she must have been so scared to be pulled out by a bunch of strangers and then I zoned out. When I regained memory we were back in our room only thing different was that it was brighter now :) an angel had come into our lives. Before I got to see her I think my family members around the world got her pic thanks to my husband who was whatsapping everyone possible and was ecstatic whereas I was lying on the bed like a zombie :).

The first few days are difficult for a new mother as all these changes in her body and heart are new and there is a sense of joy and sadness that keeps washing over us. Joy to see our lovely darlings and sad coz you already start judging yourself and let yourself down.The baby is adjusting you are asjusting and everything is chaos . There is no set time for anything and it just looks like an endless day .

Slowly with time both the mother and the baby get used to each other. From around the third month every day is like a surprise. Each day the baby and the parent learn new things and it is a wonderful experience

It is not until you are a mother or father that you actually get the depth of its power. You instantly become a little more mature than you were before , you are still yourself but somehow feel more grounded. You develop a sense of protectiveness which was not there before.