Not very long ago I had written a post on how I was teaching my one-year-old to communicate so that one day I find my best friend in her
( http://paularay.blogspot.com/2007/05/games-your-mind-plays-with-you.html ).
Three years later, she talks non-stop - starting even before she opens her eyes in the morning - and asks innumerable 'irrelevant' questions. So much so that most of our time together is spent with me trying to shut her up either with a Walt Disney movie or a book about a 'Hairy-Scary Monster'! But then, if I get too upset with her and she is kind of forced to do as I wish, she comes to me and asks: "Are you happy?"
Now, how am I supposed to respond to that? She isn't mature enough to use sarcasm, is she? So yes, I take her question at face value and say: "Yes, I am."
She has made a couple of good friends at her creche. But the other evening after returning home, in between her chatter, she asked: "Mamma, are you my best friend?" I was engulfed with such emotion that I could only hug her and say: "Of course, I am."
About Me
- PAULA RAY
- Auckland, New Zealand
- I am just a dot on a 300 dpi A4 size photograph...! Well, on a more practical note - It's been a long journey from Kolkata to Leeds, Mumbai to London, and then from Pune to Auckland at the moment. Although it is challenging to manage being a young mother and ensure that the career train doesn't grind to a halt, I feel that I am still learning so much along the way. More so now as I switch over from being an experienced journalist to a wannabe academic!
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4 comments:
Reminds me of a quote by
Sophia Loren
“When you are a mother, you are never really alone in your thoughts. A mother always has to think twice, once for herself and once for her child.”
Awww, this is sooo sweet. I always wanted a daughter so that she would be a good friend someday. She already is...
And I know about the "Are you happy?" bit. Nothing upsets them more than observing we are none too pleased with them. Alas, the phase isn't going to last too long! It will soon be replaced by that care-a damn shrug of the shoulders...
I MISS ANIA! Ah well, at least I have my 4 legged girl to cuddle and squeeze.
of course you are !!
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