Being a mom is definitely the most difficult yet most fulfilling job I have ever encountered. THERE ARE NO DEFINED RULES ON HOW TO raise your kids. Each child comes with a different personality and you sure can’t use the one cap fits all ideology. While the principles of raising decent and responsible kids may be the same, the approach has to be different considering that there may be various factors at play.
I honestly don’t know how my mother managed to raise me and three other siblings with limited help. Cos with just two of my own kids, I’m yet to recover from the stress of labor/delivery, the frustrating moments of not getting enough sleep, putting defining career moments on hold, chasing kids up and down to get them to eat, wear clothes, separating fights, spending weeks in the ER/hospital, amongst many other tantrums they come up with.
Do I need to talk about the financial aspect of raising one child, let alone 2,3’4,5,6,7,8 ……10.
The cost of baby hygiene and baby care products, (diapers, wipes, etc), hospital bills, child care/school fees…(.the list is forever endless) humbles you and also tells you that raising kids ain’t for children.
How about the changes your body passes through after a vaginal delivery or c-section, the pain, the depression, emotional and psychological effects, especially the bouts of anger and pain; story for another day.
For career /working mothers, you are expected to return back to work after 3 months or sometimes 4 months , when in reality you need at least one year to get it together.
I honestly don’t know how us women do it, I simply cannot comprehend the power, resilience, patience and sacrifice of a mother. For me, It’s still work in progress, it’s still a learning curve, it still an adventure.
The process of bringing forth another life is one that should never be taken for granted. We should all be grateful for the gift of being vessels to nuture and give life. This is why it saddens me when a woman losses her life in the process of bringing another. Just as it is equally enraging when children and UNDERAGED girls are given out in marriage to pedophiles or raped by men from the pit of hades.
I had my first child at 31 and it’s so hard to describe the kind of emotions, pain and depression I felt. there is absolutely nothing I miss about being pregnant, aside from seeing the rewards of all my effort- My healthy and pretty babies.
While I am extremely grateful for the opportunity to be able to carry two children to full term and still have my life in tact to raise them , I am so certain that I don’t want to have to pass through that process “evurrrrr” again.
Now, you can my understand my “Rage” when a 9 years old or even a 12 years old girl has to go through such pain.
To the beautiful woman out there. The world applauds you for the sacrifices you make daily. Let’s continue to raise the kind of children that will change the course of history. The kind of children that will do away with cultural and religious practices that limit the potentials of women, the kind of men and women that understand that it is absolutely inhuman for a girl child to be used as as bargaining chip in marriage, totally unprepared for the challenges ahead.
Lets raise raise men that respect the pains and gains of being a woman and let’s raise daughters that will do same.
To women in waiting, may your wombs bear fruits.
Happy Mothers day.