The Gift of Motherhood

It was a Saturday evening, and the boys and I were getting ready to visit the park. This was one of our weekend traditions before they returned to school on Monday.

“Joel, Jason let’s go!” I called out from the door, but there was no response.

“Joel and Jason, can you both come downstairs right away?” I called the second time, but there was still no response.

Without wasting a second downstairs, I rushed into the house and raced up the stairs, my motherly instinct taking over as silence in the house was tantamount to a bigger problem. Moving as fast as my legs could carry me, I got to my kids' room in no time. Just when I was about to call their names for the last time, I heard them giggling.

I gently opened the door, and what I saw made me emotional and stilled my troubled heart.

There they were having a pillow fight, one of their favourites.

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I stood at the door, speechless and teary. I still couldn’t believe I carried these two in my womb for nine months and I get to be called a mother for the rest of my life. It felt surreal.

I stood there reminiscing about how it all started and how many miscarriages had shattered my heart before I was able to carry my darling boys in my arms. At this point, the tears were flowing nonstop. Not caring about my makeup or if the boys could see or hear me, I cried like a baby

How did I get so lucky?, I reflected on the journey and how I got compensated heavily for all the troubles.

Jake and Jason are my life and I can never imagine a world without them.

“Mum, are you okay?” Jason the youngest asked, concern laced in his voice.

“Mum, are you hurt?” Joel asked, placing his hand on my forehead and neck. All I could do was half-cry and laugh.

“I’m fine, something just got into my eyes,” I said, my voice almost betraying me.

“Ohh really? Where is it? Open your eyes, Mum.” Joel bent down to check my eyes.

Not able to contain my emotions anymore, I pulled them in a big hug. held them so tight that it felt like I was going to crush them.

“Mum, you’re gonna kill us!!! Jason called out, and that was just what I needed to be back to reality.

I pulled away from the hug and I turned to face them, smiling sheepishly, I applauded myself for doing an awesome job.

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What do I see?
Two little boys are playing happily on the bed with pillows.

What do I feel?
These boys are very happy.

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