It’s true what they say about babies being a lot of work. These days I go to sleep feeling like I just ran a marathon, which is great because then I don’t have to run one for real. But I am surprised that few choose to accompany all the advice to new parents with a disclaimer of how much fun it’s going to be. Holding a warm, soft, smooth ball of baby in ones arms puts everything in perspective. In fact I have never complained so little in my life before. And wait till they burrow their tiny little face into your neck and wrap their tiny little hands around yours – it’s like winning the lottery every day.

Being a mom has also made me realize that I was a turd for telling my parents that I knew what I was doing in life at sixteen. Asha is not quite there yet but I can already see how eager she is to do things on her own. She is invincible in her mind and will continue to feel so until she has her own kids to set things straight.

Dottie, recently gave Asha a present from her trip to the Balkans which sums up everything I can say about Motherhood. It’s a bib that reads in Serbian Ja Sam Sreca Najveca – I am the Greatest Happiness. I couldn’t have said it better myself.

3 thoughts on “Motherhood

  1. A warm, soft, smooth ball of baby. What a lovely way to say it! Holding Asha certainly is something special. Reading your thoughts on motherhood goes a long way in convincing your friends to have babies, I'm sure. ;)

  2. Hey Chika masi its Eshaan mom told me to read a bunch of random blogs of yours and write a one paragraph reply. I miss Asha so much I wish you guys wold move closer to charlotte so I can see you guys more. Love you

  3. Hey Chika masi it's Aashrsai dad tells me to read or write so i just read and subscribe to your blogs.I wish you lived closer so we could see you,devang masa and Asha more often. I miss you and everyone else alot.Love you.

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