Saturday, 12 May 2018

My Daughter, a Lovely Mother

My heart swelled with pride seeing my baby, Shveta, hold her babies close to her bosom and whisper tender, loving words. As a proud mother, I held her hands during both her deliveries encouraging her through her labour, and waiting anxiously till the cry of the new born reverberated through the room filling us all with joy. 


It was in September 2015, when Maya decided to come 3 weeks ahead of the due date. Around 10:30 pm, the baby started letting her mother know she was ready to come out to this beautiful, wonderful world, while Pavan and I calmly packed to leave for the hospital. As Shveta merrily chatted away with everyone during the car ride to the hospital, it almost seemed like she was going for a movie night rather than to the hospital. The whole night was filled with pleasant memories, with the chanting of the Gayatri Mantra playing in the background, and Shveta calmly followed the doctor's instructions. The whole labour and delivery was such a serene, happy and calming experience as the little bundle of joy, Maya, came into this world at 6:12 am the following morning and gave my daughter the wonderful status of Mother.

Fast forward, to March of 2018, Maya's brother Ashwin, decided to come 3 weeks ahead of the due date as well. Like his sister, around 10:30pm, the baby started letting his mother know he was now ready to come out to this beautiful, wonderful world. As we reached the hospital around 11pm, little did we know, that the similarities around their birth stopped right there. There was nothing serene or calm around Ashwin's arrival, more like a galloping horse, as his name suggests. Ashwin was born at 12:34 am, a mere hour and a half after reaching the hospital. The whole labour and delivery was a breeze, with the chanting of Gayatri Mantra playing in the background and rain drizzling outside blessing the arrival of the little bundle of joy, Ashwin.


I'm now a grandmother, and its so grand to be a mother of a mother
I see my grandkids as beautiful and perfect, both sister and brother
Memories of their birth comes flooding along
As I look at their mother, both loving and strong
Saama, the grandma, gives you kisses and cuddles
Lets you sleep on my shoulders even with your doodles
I could just watch you for hours on facetime
With a smile on my face and not caring about time
Every little word you utter I find so cute
I proudly relay it to the world as if on cue
I love you both so dearly and to the end of the earth
With you in my heart, that's nothing but the whole truth
  

No comments:

Post a Comment