Being What I Always Wanted To Be.....

So all trips of Mom and MIL are done and now starts the solo (or rather duet) trip of raising the kiddo. Nervous? Yes. Excited? Hell.. yes! Scared? Ummm... a little bit. We often don’t count the small things. Someone Opening the door while you are nursing the baby, telling the cook today’s menu while you are rocking the baby, sleeping for a couple of hours in the morning while Dadi/Nani have the kiddo time. It seems so small that you think it’s easy as hell to do it along with the other big things you have been doing. But well...we will know in few days how easy or small it is. Whatever maybe the case... it’s gonna be a solo trip from here on and there is no going back! Kiddo will get bigger, naughtier, more demanding and what not... but you will always be that timid mother who is still learning... Sigh!

So when the kid is born and you are fighting PPD/baby blues, they will tell you it gets easier after 3 months. When 3 months are nearing and you don’t see even a hint of it being easy, they will say it gets easier after 5 months. Probably when you will reach 5 months, timeline will increase to an year. The truth is it never gets easier... you just get used to of it. There are good days and bad days. Maybe bad days are in minority but you will always find them longer and never-ending. Some days you will fall in the trap of the myth that you have mastered it all!  You know what he needs and when he needs it. But the kid will change the trick right then! And you have to start from zero. In times like this, listen to only your partner and be in touch with only positive people. There will be people who will be happy in your misery and wish you ill when you are doing good. Mostly these people are in abundance. Never regret having taken help from anyone in this difficult phase even i...