Basti had a birthday last Sunday.
I can’t believe it’s been three years. Three seemingly long years that went by in a blink. Breastfeeding, babywearing, co-sleeping is turning into lots of talking, some tantrums, a looming first day of school, and *sigh* weaning. I wrote about it with much emotion a few posts back, and every time I read it, my eyes still well up.
This blog has been growing a lot with Basti, and is not only a chronicle of how he’s grown and changed, but how his presence in my life has also molded me into the mother that I am today. He is a wonderful child overflowing with so much personality, and I can’t believe I have the honor of being his mother.
Truth is, if you met me about 15 years ago, you wouldn’t leave a child alone with me for five seconds. No one would say, “Oh ask Eliza, she would know” if the topic would be about kids. I was a petulant 20-something person who thought way too much about petty little things. You think you know how to roll your eyes? I invented it. But that’s the thing about motherhood; it pushes your heart outside yourself and becomes this tiny little creature whose world is you. In motherhood I found a voice, and in it I also found my causes. Breastfeeding and babywearing were two things that changed my life, and I will fight, share and spread the word about these two advocacies till the day I die. That wouldn’t happen if Basti didn’t come into my life and taught me how to be the mother that I am. He teaches me everyday.
I was talking to a friend one time about how I feel so blessed that Basti is a smart, curious, quirky, interesting little boy who hardly gives anyone any trouble. Seriously, he is one of the most manageable kids I know, and I’m not just saying that as his mother. And my friend quizzically looked at me and said, “Why do you sound so bewildered? You are such a wonderful mother.” That moved me to tears. Somehow, even when we’re I’m trying my very best, I always have a feeling I’m failing. And to hear that from someone meant the world to me.
I am humbled when I get email from fellow mothers about how this blog has helped them at one point or the other. All I wanted in the beginning was to share. The thought that there are people out there who actually respect what I have to say makes me happy, giddy, scared, and freaked out all at the same time. I’m no Mother of the Year. I have my moments of desperation, of exasperation, and of total exhaustion. But here we are, three years and running, Basti is healthy and happy, and life is good. I must be doing something right.
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