WHAT I LEARNT FROM YOU?

I  would be concerned

For your life and education

Through your untroubled ways of growing up,

You would teach me pleasure lies in learning not rewards.

I would Get tired

Unable to accomplish all my aims

Through your infinite chase to snatch a toy from your sister

You would teach me never -ending energy.

I would be outraged

At my own imperfection

Through the chuckle that you gave after spilling

You would teach me how to laugh at it.

I would Cry

When anything messed up

Through your warm hug

You would teach me friendship.

I would worry

About being able to take care of you

Through your giggle when you fell from stairs

You taught me to be carefree.

I would be anxious

To be successful

Through your smile on finding a small bead

You would teach me genuine victory.

I would sulk

When things went wrong

Through your incessant effort to get the puzzle right

You would teach me never to give up.

I would be hurt

Because I had a sense of self

Through your simplicity to let off your fights

You would teach me forgiveness.

I would be finicky

About being up systematised

Through your grin in the worst of chaos

You would teach me how to enjoy.

I would be meticulous

How to speak soberly and sensibly,

Through your screaming everytime you won a game

You would teach me how to have fun.

I would emphasise

How you should be strong

Through your warm delightful ways

You would teach me how to melt my heart.

I would preach

How to be thoughtful for your loved ones

Through your unparalleled affection for me

You would teach me how to love.

MUMMA, WHY DID YOU SCOLD ME?

This is my daughter’s favourite question these days and to tell you candidly, it’s kind of embarrassing when she asks this one in front of anybody and everybody. Then I contemplate two things. One, “Why did I not explain it to her instead of scolding?” Second, “How come such a little girl has the grace to simply inquire me and not react on me for shouting at her?”

It touches me to see that. I determine not to repeat this ever again. However, trust me within not more than two hours I find myself stuck in the same situation and here I am yelling at my little one at one of her mischiefs yet again. 

There are times she would insist that I would play with water a little too long; there are times I know if I don’t stop her she would hurt herself, but she wouldn’t listen; and there are times she picks up wrong habits which she assumes are good and does not care if told otherwise. I don’t know what to do and when my sweet negotiations don’t work, I get angry.

God! I feel unpleasant.  I don’t feel alright to see my impatience with such a small child. How come I forget the fact that I despised it so much when my mom would tell me off as a child? What happened to my resolve of becoming a ‘never- scolding’ mom?  

Honestly I have no answer. All I know is that it happens quite often. Children at this age are learning so much and are being exposed to so much that we need to be by their side if not on their head. And being by their side cannot be conditional. It is human to get a bit agitated when they get naughty.

There is no real explanation that I could come up with to my daughter’s logical question. What I perceive is that I too shall learn with time. As my child gets bigger with my experience, I shall also mature as a mother with her experience. A marked example that I can share is that the first time my child soddened  my clothes, I quickly rushed to take a bath. The second time, I just changed and the third time I didn’t care. It’s a similar learning experience.

Yes Ofcourse!  We must try to be more and more easy going and endeavour  to minimize  the botheration. That’s going to make life simple. But I totally disagree with the modern day philosophy. People mention  how children are getting smarter these days and they repel if you scold. You should let your child be. I am not saying guide them to the last level but while they are so tiny, we can take the liberty, not to steer them but to explain them.

I can just say what my dad said. He always believed that it is his duty to at least bring awareness to me. Then it was my call whether to pick that one up or something of my own. I think there was nothing wrong in that. And he has been quite a good dad, in fact an inevitable one.

But what I want to add is that hope my most treasured part of my life, my daughter always understands me just like right now.  She is always most welcome to talk it out to me and I wish that as a grown up, she is never angry with me. I totally love her and in trying to help her I don’t want to lose her affection not even by an inch. So as I close this note, I make a promise that each day it will get better and I shall work even harder to become your bestest mom.