the paranoid mommy

yea… mommies can often be described paranoid… remember the day your little one fell down the bed?
or that day when he just refused to sleep the whole day? and the worst … when he screamed and shouted in his sleep and you have no clue what just went wrong. i have been through all of this. and trust me just like you i often turn into a paranoid mother. i want to do all things right for my kid which includes singing lullabys are 2 am in the night to pushing aside the bowl of dal-rice and mashing the strawberries for his lunch. its not difficult being a mommy but its not easy being a mother in a world where every second person around you is either trying to advice you on how to raise your own flesh n blood or telling tales of how they did the raising and how well it worked for them.. secretly advising you to do the same they did.
all i ever want to tell such people is to mind their own business… had my son been a cattle i would have listened to you and did exactly the same but he is my baby… my tiny little part who i have known from the time he breathed inside me.


it scares me too when he makes weird noises while breathing… it scares me when he doesnt want to play with his toys but lay down next to me with his head all cushioned in my arm and just play with my hand n fingers… it scares me when he is trying to walk on his two tiny paws all shaky and unbalanced… it scares me when he sneezes in the middle of the night… it scares me when he refuses to pass waste in the morning.
mothers have so much to worry about , dont u agree? what has scared you the most? her fall? his low digestion? her fingers always tucked in her mouth? his constant running around the house?
her toothless smile even after a year? his weight gain???
there are hundreds of things that mothers think every day every moment… can we do anything about it? NO
can we keep calm and just sleep for a night? NO
should we get some experts and let him talk to our child?? NO


these are the aching lows and the happy highs of motherhood which should be cherished and not to be worried about. paranoia is a part and parcel of being a mom… my mom still is at the age of 57 and i believe she still will be worried about me and my needs till she can remember my name.
its like one of those banyan trees in our granny’s backyard that keeps on growing new branches every year. the main trunk vanishes in a few years yet the branches keep growing around it and builds a new trunk. the branches keep growing and builds a new tree upon the same tree. the circle of life gets a re-birth.


share your views if you feel the same as i do, if you too are a happy to be paranoid mother.