I’m An Imperfect Mother And I’m Happy To Be One!

Yes, I’m a mother and I’m not perfect. I make mistakes, I lose my cool, I forget things, there are days when I go crazy and there are even days when I just want to quit. But that is okay, because in the end, nobody could ever love my children the way I do. So, why do you judge me?

I’m An Imperfect Mother And I’m Happy To Be One!

Yes, I’m a mother and I’m not perfect. I make mistakes, I lose my cool, I forget things, there are days when I go crazy and there are even days when I just want to quit. But that is okay, because in the end, nobody could ever love my children the way I do. So, why do you judge me?

Right from the day of her child’s birth, a mother experiences pain, loses her sleep, misses her meals, runs helter-skelter around the house doing endless chores. Once the child starts going to school, she’s again running around preparing tiffin, packing school bag, dropping the child to school, and then welcoming back the child back from school, as smilingly as ever. No matter how exhausted she’s feeling, how drained out she’s been, how many problems have been surfacing her mind, but she puts up a smiling face full of enthusiasm. So, why do you judge me?

There are times when a mother is fighting her own demons, she’s trying to repair herself emotionally, when she’s bone-tired both physically and mentally, still she finds the strength to do for her children what she needs to get done. So, why do you judge me?

A mother’s job is the most underappreciated, underpaid and most challenging profession. We are full-time employees with duties that last a lifetime. We don’t get any holiday, we can’t afford to take half-days either. Motherhood is a lifelong commitment even when our children no longer stay with us. A mother always has her child’s back, no matter what. She gives her child more than she can afford, value her child more than anything else in the world and believes in her child more than anyone else would do. So, why you judge me?

I’m a mother but why does everyone forget, I’m a human first. I’ve flaws and I do falter at times. I might be good or bad, I might turn mean sometimes, might take a stand for myself or raise my voice sometimes, but I’m still a mother who loves her child with all her might. Don’t judge me until you know me, don’t underestimate me until you’ve challenged me and don’t call me imperfect until you’re one!

“I’m an imperfect mother raising the perfectly imperfect child.”

Author- Deepa Jandial

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