Yes- you read it right..this is yet another blog..yet another person joins the web to write..to share :)
So here I am..reader, movie buff, working in killer corporate and yes, a mother of one..so am working mother but not super-mom as most of them are- perfect mothers, perfect at work , look gorgeous and have all the time for husband and may be friends too. I, on the other hand, struggle to fit all the things in 24 hours, yell at office and at home(no discrimination, you see), get stressed out when maid takes off and cant remember last time had romantic date at leisure with husband

I have been mother for almost 3 years now and boy, what a journey it has been…
I have a perfect daughter- so no wall in my house is unscrubbed/uncolored, is very fussy about food, throws tantrum at denial and turns a super-shy and coy in front of others . She is the kind of kid you take home to your mom and ask- what did I do to get this one? And answer would most probably be - you reap what you sow :)

About her chatter- oh she loves to sing and talk. All the nursery rhymes , songs , some gibberish talk, talking to her doll, imaginary baby ..its almost 24x7 full-on entertainment. She was just 1 and half, we were going by the car and she was singing something sitting in my lap. I realized that the tune does not match any of known rhymes and paid attention- realized it was new song composed and the words were "green color pyjama"(one she was wearing..) I was so relieved, I was assured of career for my daughter , come what may, career as hindi song lyricist. She is still keeping up hope- almost 20% of her rhymes can not be found on web/books, in most cases I cant even recognize language so most likely she has widened her horizon.

There are instances like this, when she comes to me and whispers I love you in my ears (hubby taught her), when I am feeling down/upset, she hugs and gives a peck and says now you will be alright..talks sweet things..look at me in complete awe when I'm telling her stories…suddenly come along touches my cheek and says "pyarisi mummy"….all of this makes it all worthwhile..isnt it all we wanted in life, to be loved and be loved unconditionally?

Oh god, I know I don’t say this many a times and definitely not enough times…thank you…thank you for blessing me with a joy called motherhood!