A Proud Mother of Two Sweet Hearts
Boasting parenting or moments of parenting is actually tough on my part to decide.? Doing a lot every day, but Ah! But still doubtful about my parenting success.?♀️
Parenting to me is instead a tough job, a responsibility given by God to nurture little childhood, to carve the soft wax born out of me. So if I am chosen for this responsibility, I gain respect. I have my success engulfed in my arms.
Two of my hearts❤️
Making me proud,
Every time somehow.
Are ready always
to be my world forever
Will be they
ever and ever.
Comes the word,
It bothers me at times
And sometimes say,
Their Love You words.
Making my life
Happy and gay
Happy and gay.
Ok….let me recall some moments of parenthood hither and thither, and I leave it up to you, my kids,?? to decide whether it’s a success or a fail??
The first success to me saw my hearts❤️ engrossed in my arms, and that too without any flaws?. I thought it to be my success, but Sooner got the next.
I fed them both, and peacefully they slept.??
I was sentii and felt I had achieved all, and suddenly, a few days later, MUMMA? came to the word. I was on the seventh cloud celebrating success just to notice that my lifelines could walk??♀️. At that precious moment, I was amazed and celebrated my success every day?.
These memories alive in my heart, but I am ready to gather some more.?
These sweet ones will forever enchant my life, cherish and nourish my heart forever.
Continuing this, I was stunned when they started talking to me in a broken tongue. Their words and sentences cast a spell?..some music? Which I can’t tell. Little nonsenses I admired ?♀️found the brilliance in their naughtiness?♀️ , and thus enjoying the life, I tasted success, magic, amazement, and wonders of my parenthood.
Time passed by, and they started their schooling. They started climbing the ladders of their academics. Now their polished behavior, their certificates??, trophies,? appreciation, badges?️ , and all make me blessed, shine and glow? . Feels I am crowned ? with glorious life.
I feel I have got more than what I deserve.. but the story still has a long way to go when I see my daughter, an efficient sister, holding hands?? of her little brother is making him follow her footsteps, and this write up surely has a long way to go.❤️
My kids making me proud every now and then seems like I am already successful friends.
I smell success in their nature, in their achievements and inspiration. This is the same that I dreamt of ❤️☺️.
Yes, I am a proud mother of two sweethearts? who are the spark of my life.
Leaving up the decision to them to judge whether this is a success or a fail.