I had never...
ROLLED and fallen off the bed in the middle of the night and ended in a neck sprain because I kept making space for others on bed
LAUGHED aloud unreasonably (and sometimes hysterically) just to get a glimpse of that one sparkling tooth smile.
CLEARED my throat at night while hiding my face between blankets so that others slept tightly.
HAD the security stare at me amusingly because I carried tinkers, diapers and baby wipes even in my office bag.
HELPLESSLY stared at the French fries, paper napkins, sauce, pamphlets flung in all directions at McDonalds (while all I did was smile stupidly at the attendants hoping they don’t ask me to mop the floor!)
DANCED unmindful to the elevator music only to amuse my crabby baby (ignoring the exasperated looks from co-riders).
MADE an apology to an airhostess because my baby held fast to her skirt and would just not let go (GAWD!)
LONGED for some 10 minutes of silence in the 1440 minutes of everyday madness
…AND yet when there was a sudden peaceful moment, I hankered for the clamor.
PRAYED silently and yet again told myself…yes life is a bliss…only definitions change :)
P.S. My short story has just begun because my daughter is only 10 months old. I know I have many more milestones to reach.
ROLLED and fallen off the bed in the middle of the night and ended in a neck sprain because I kept making space for others on bed
LAUGHED aloud unreasonably (and sometimes hysterically) just to get a glimpse of that one sparkling tooth smile.
CLEARED my throat at night while hiding my face between blankets so that others slept tightly.
HAD the security stare at me amusingly because I carried tinkers, diapers and baby wipes even in my office bag.
HELPLESSLY stared at the French fries, paper napkins, sauce, pamphlets flung in all directions at McDonalds (while all I did was smile stupidly at the attendants hoping they don’t ask me to mop the floor!)
DANCED unmindful to the elevator music only to amuse my crabby baby (ignoring the exasperated looks from co-riders).
MADE an apology to an airhostess because my baby held fast to her skirt and would just not let go (GAWD!)
LONGED for some 10 minutes of silence in the 1440 minutes of everyday madness
…AND yet when there was a sudden peaceful moment, I hankered for the clamor.
PRAYED silently and yet again told myself…yes life is a bliss…only definitions change :)
P.S. My short story has just begun because my daughter is only 10 months old. I know I have many more milestones to reach.
