I became a mom just ten months ago and trust me before that I was normal -happily married,working 10 to 5,29 yrs old modern indian woman.Motherhood seemed to be quite a rosy proposition but not anything worthy of more regard than some other types of achievements in life.
Somehow I always detested the extra-glorified pedestal being granted to motherhood,especially in our books,mythology,folklore and movies,I still do,because I feel it is just a biological preference given to us women-though slightly sophisticated
Sonee,my little one, has taught me a lot of things about self and life,about being an average mom and being ok about it.Yes motherhood has come with a lot of baggage but then what in life doesn't?
I don't think it is something glorious to be a mom however Ido think it is a very brave decision and a very costly commitment.It settles for nothing less than your complete self and in return sometimes leaves you tired ,depressed and alone.
So I choose to be just a mom and refuse to be a martyr unlike many mom's I know who don't miss a single opportunity to tell their childern "maine tumhare liye kya nahin kiya",who don't let their childern own and lead their lives and who love to be glorified as the martyr moms.
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