When motherhood was knocking on my door I knew one thing for sure, I wanted to be a hands on mom, I wanted to be a friend to my baby, I wanted to be there for my baby. I didn’t want to miss any moment from his childhood. And thus was the decision to quit giving my time and energy to a company and investing the same time and energy to my little bundle of joy.
Did I do anything Wrong?
Absolutely no! And I absolutely detest when people show me sympathy that I am not on a job. I have not said bye to my career. My baby has not stopped me from anything. In fact, he is the reason that I am working even harder – where I even get to spend time with him.
I have allowed myself the precious moments in life which I will not miss for anything else. I saw it when he first smiled. I saw it when he first rolled over on his tummy at one and a half month, I was there to help him to sit up. Bluey was lazy in sitting up and I bribed him to sit up by placing his bottles or teethers near his feet. And he did try to reach them and eventually he sat up.
Is there anything big in that?
Yes. I enjoy being with my child. I know at the back of mind that I don’t have a looming tension about his safety, about his well-being. I know, I don’t have to trust someone else for feeding him or bathing him. I know in heart I am doing everything right for him. This is the age when he needs me most.
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And in return I get to experience an overload of cuteness. His antics, with almost everything that is within his reach.
His First Crawl:
I remember the first time he started crawling – I didn’t even realize he had crawled behind me and followed me to the kitchen! May be that’s where his love for kitchen had started!
His First Steps:
Bluey is going to be 16 months this 28th and has started taking his first independent footsteps – which I have been waiting for some time now. I like how he never gives up even if he wobbles and falls down. He has also discovered this trick of maintaining his balance with objects in his hands. One day he walked some 8-10 steps holding two of my bangles in his both hands. Some other day I saw him walk up to the desk holding his pair of socks in each hand. So he is learning in all ways, I guess.
The Bluey Tunes:
I have tried my best to make him call me mom, ma, mum, mommy and almost every possible way of making him say M. But I have massively failed in that. Instead he says ‘baba’, ‘dada’, dadda, dodo dede and almost everything possible in language! Yes everything except anything remotely similar to the sound of M! And I have to live with it.
The other day he was listening to some rhymes and I was humming beside him the same tune. He started mimicking the tune in his baby language! And now makes long baby tunes! I guess he’s bored of the two syllable words. Now he is into aa-a-a-a-tada-raa-a-a in some sort of a tune.
But the moment I try to record his talking and tuning he poses for a photo stopping everything else! He still is not accustomed with video I guess.
My Way of Parenting
I was also sure about how I want to parent my child. I took up huge fight with my family right from his naming, to not putting the kala tika and nazar utarna stuff! Even now, I want to make him a good boy – a good human being first and then anything else. I pray I am successful in it, and in future I can feel proud of him being a good man.
Linking this post to #MondayMommyMoments hosted by Deepa and Menaka
Also linking it to #MommyTalks by Nabanita.
8 comments
Such a sweet post, Tina. I can relate to everything you wrote. Been there, done that. I never thought I would quit my day job for my baby. But I did. And that led me to another passion and my call in life. I guess once when we are happy from within, the without starts to become pleasant as well. And we have our babies to thank for that mesmerising happiness. 🙂
I was just reading ‘Daring Greatly’ by Brene Brown where she speaks about how much we judge parenting and parents.
There is no single one way of parenting your child as long as we raise a happy and healthy child. And that’s where the role and happiness of a mother come in. Whether it is a stay-at-home mom or a working mum, the truth is all mums are working, whether at home or at work. It is a 24X7 job and we should be left alone to decide what is best for our child and ourselves.I think as women we need to respect each other but as you would have seen many women would have judged you for leaving your job even though it was your choice. I have been called so many adjectives for leaving my daughter at the creche. I think the world needs to leave the child and his or her mom alone and let them decide what they want. I respect what you are doing and I think Bluey will grow up to be a fine boy. Thanks for linking up, Tina 🙂
I agree, Tina. Whether you wish to be a professional or a stay-at-home mum, it is your choice. Every mother endeavours to do what is best for their children. And I am sure you are doing a fantastic job!
Tina.when I read first few lines, I felt I was reading my own diary. People still ask me all these questions too, They are more bothered for my job and my education. I took a decision few years back and I have no regrets for it. Its not that I am not doing anything. Motherhood is an enriching experience and we also learn a lot. Loved bluey chronicles. Thanks for writing for #MondayMommyMoments. 🙂
True we do what we can for our bundle of joy.It’s perfectly fine to be a WAHM.Bluey U know us going to be a wonderful little boy and a precious human being.
Stay blessed.
There is no right way in parenting a child as long as you raise your child in your most loving way. Being a parent is a gift from.God, it is not something that everyone can experience. Your post made me think of how my mother raise me with all her heart. Thank you for sharing such a sweet and loving post. By the way, how young is your boy now?
Hey Justin thanks for dropping by and sharing these much words. I hope I turn out to be a good mom. My son is a year and half now
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