On Motherhood (Parenting)

Being a mother of four teenagers is not an easy task.  When I was in my primary, secondary and college years, all I think of is, I will become a mother--if not a good mother.  Three months after my wedding, I got pregnant.  Oh, how joyful I was of being pregnant.  More to that when I delivered my first child, a girl, I was so excited to see the cute, healthy baby (as described by my first visitors and friends) in my arms.  My thoughts were so selfish.  I thought of somebody to be my help at home in doing the household chores.  This first child of mine is quite interesting.  She's a babbler, adored by our neighbors, mostly the brethren in our district.  They often bring her to their house---sometimes at a very early hour in the morning, our neighbors would pick her up and feed her in their home.  They're just amazing.  They helped us in their own capacity.  Luckily, this infant grew to be a toddler, girl, teenager and now turning into womanhood.  She will be twenty years old in less than a month.  Following this child is a boy whom I can say the opposite of my first child. He's quiet and doesn't know how to whine.  Early morning, I often ask my husband, how's our new baby, in the night.  We didn't remember, he cried for milk or for any other reason.  To our surprise, the boy was at the tip of our bed, still fast asleep.