Motherhood – The Journey of a Lifetime

Is the title correct, though? Is this the journey of a lifetime – as in, one single memorable trip? Or is it a never-ending trip, lasting an entire lifespan? You tell me! For I am but a beginner on this road, stumbling at roadblocks and losing my way at unfamiliar bends. Maybe, as we continue together on this journey, over the coming days, months or years; maybe, just MAYBE, I shall someday be able to answer this currently- intriguing question.

How do I start this tale, I wonder? Indeed, from where does this tale actually begin?! From the moment your tiny tot arrives screaming into the world while you try to battle nausea and thoughts of “what exactly are the doctors up to?” – thereby plunging you into one confused mesh of conflicting emotions you weren’t even ready for? Or, does it start when you first hold him in your hands – oh, so tiny, so fragile, that you’re almost afraid to touch – while people around blabber a cacophony of advice and the nurse gives you a sympathetic nod? Or perhaps, it starts when you first start caring for the kiddo, absolutely terrified at the thought that suddenly a full human being has actually become completely dependent on you? Perhaps all are true?

For you see, not all timelines are linear. It’s quite possible for some stories to have multiple beginnings and diverging trajectories; more so when the tale you’re attempting to narrate is a timeless one – shared by billions of women over the ages – similar, yet all unique in their own ways. Perhaps the only common thread among the possible starting points is that they all involve myriad, never-felt-before emotions. all culminating in one confused mesh. Indeed, I am quite sure that will remain a common thread running through all my experiences in the days to come. Unlike the “perfect mums” praised and glorified in society, I have no qualms in admitting that most of the time. I didn’t even have a clue as to what was going on, and why! Like my baby, I am faltering and scrambling my way through the dark, searching for the proverbial light at the end of the tunnel every day.

So, if you are a mum looking for a guide to perfect motherhood, this blog’s not for you! If, however, you are like me, an imperfect soul on a rough sea, looking for a shoulder to cry on or a sleeve to hold on to; then I promise to try my best to be there for you. And for myself. as well. For I am as lost as you are!