The Best And The Proudest Moment Of My Life Was When My Born
I have been promoted to a new role, the role of a mother, which was better than all the previous promotions of my life and the pride and joy I felt inside me cannot be described in words.
2 November, 2019
My heart was full of love and tears of joy swelled into my eyes. Being a mother for the first time was the biggest milestone I had ever achieved in my life. But as a first time mother everything was new and there was so much to learn; like to hold baby, to feed baby and to clean baby. The first few days passed in a trance recovering from child birth and being sleep deprived both at the same time.
Like a blink of an eye one month passes and then slowly I started to get set in new routine and the new lifestyle, that of a mother and begin to enjoy motherhood slowly observing changes in baby.
After the moments of joy were the moments of tiredness, exhaustion and sleep deprivation for me as my daughter was a night baby (heard people saying that babies born at night are generally night babies). She used to sleep peacefully throughout the day waking up only for the feeds and used to remain awake the entire night, leaving me in zombie state all through the day.
I always liked talking to my baby even when she was in my womb, one day when she was more than a month old and I as usual was having my chat session with her, I realised that she was looking at me, her first milestone when baby watches when someone speaks to them, I was ecstatic and on cloud nine making that precious eye contact with her.
At that very moment something fell in the kitchen and she was startled with the sound, making me realise that she reacted to the sound and I smiled at her thinking that welcome my baby to the world of noise pollution.
When she was two months old I used to sing to her too and she looked at me, her gaze fixed. Once when I was singing to her the doorbell rang and I took her with me to open the door.
When she saw her Papa at the door her lips parted in the way of smile and we instantly knew it was her first social smile that seemed to be radiating out from her lips.
I smiled and laughed with her thinking that though I couldn't capture this this precious moment in the camera it would be always etched in my memory.
By three months she had begun cooing and I was totally in love with the sound of voice which seemed like the tinkling of bells to me.
I used to make sounds with her rattle and she would listen intently even moving her eye balls with the sound. Once I handed her the rattle she listened to most intently and she held it in a firm grip, she even moved her hands a little making sound of the rattle and smiling with it. I quickly captured that special moment in my phone for my everlasting memory.
At four months once I was in my usual sing song voice singing some nursery rhymes to her and I sang ' Humpty dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty dumpty had a great fall', when I said fall I thought I heard a little laughter and then I said it again 'Humpty dumpty had a great fall', and she laughed again making it the sweetest laughing sound I had ever heard.
When she was around five months old, one day I was just watching TV and she was lying beside me, I saw her roll over once, I brought her to her original position, but she applied some efforts with her hands and rolled over again, I smiled at her thinking another milestone reached on time.
By six months she was sitting with the support of pillows, she used to sit like that for a long time watching TV with me. Till now all her pictures were taken lying down but now I used to make her sit with all the soft toys and capture innumerable shots of her.
She was always a happy baby, enjoying both at parties or her outings in malls or restaurants. But once when she was seven months and we had gone to a birthday party, one of my husband's friends took her and she suddenly started crying looking at his face and I realised that she had achieved another one of her milestones; stranger's anxiety.
By eight and a half months she used to sit without support. I always kept a mat with her toys and used to pull some toys away from her thinking she would come to fetch it.
Then one fine day she brought her right hand out first, then her legs and began crawling towards her toys. I watched at her first crawl awe struck, even thinking there were so many things I would have to keep out of her reach now.
I always wanted to hear the golden words 'Mamma's from her but she being her father's baby(she resembles her father, even strangers point out that much to my dismay) said 'Papa' first and luckily even her Papa was there at that to hear those precious words. We were ecstatic (Papa was more) and filled with joy.
Then I began my vigorous efforts of teaching her how to say 'Mamma' but I had to wait for 12 long days to hear those magical words from her and then my joy knew no ends.
By nine and half months I removed her walker, as people say it creates illusion of false steps. She used to stand for a long time holding the corner of the bed(be sure to apply protective guards on all the corners of bed and tables) , then slowly she began taking a few steps holding the bed. She used to fall down, get up and then try again. I used to help her only once or twice as they were her first steps and she had to learn to walk all by herself independently.
Eleven months onwards she had learned to say a few more words like 'Nani', 'Didi' and 'Kaka'. She even had a favourite toy her Minnie Mouse which she used to grab with her fingers when anyone took it from her.
She loved walking holding my fingers and I relished the grip of her tiny fingers around my index finger and only a few days before her first birthday she she took few steps independently and I cherished the moment with tears of joy in my eyes.
As per my personal experience of raising my baby, I learnt that the journey of growing up is much more beautiful than the destination of grown up, each and every milestone achieved feels like an accomplishment to strengthen her to be ready for the journey called life.
About Priyanka Rai
I am a dental surgeon, an army wife and a mother of a 30 months old daughter grooming her round the clock. Writing is my passion and when not writing I love to spend my time in the company of books and my daughter.My life changed completely two and a half years ago when my daughter was born. From being a working woman to a full-time mother was a tremendous transition but I cherish every moment of it. From the moment when I held her first till the time, I walked her to playschool every moment has been sheer bliss. I love talking to her, reading books to her and capturing her different moods and moments.
This is personal experience and point of view of Mrs Priyanka Rai as a mother. Happy Motherhood does not take responsibility for the contents and those not necessarily represent point of view of Happy Motherhood