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From I can't to I can..

I now rarely say "I can't" to anything. Whether it's about a new type of work at the office or new responsibilities at home. "Can’t" is actually a horrible word as I feel. This word, with one little syllable, puts limits on us, only because we said it, or thought it. I believe there is nothing we actually can’t do, although I am not going beyond science and nature's boundaries. Saying can't at the first front, stops us in going those extra miles which may be easier in terms of challenges and difficulty. However, it's women tendency to say "I can't" to every unknown step (this may not apply to all women). Because of fear of unknown results, we mostly back off in accepting new challenges. I am trying to change this thing in me and it started from the time when I was pregnant.
I was always a little introvert and shy child. Although I was good in studies but in terms of accepting new testing, I was dependent upon my parents. Whether it was taking part in any extracurricular activity or selecting my stream of studies, my parents guided me and I followed them almost without thinking much. I needed them to take decision for me because I trust them. Also because I had fear of failures. Many times during my past life I said “I can’t” to things which I could have tried but lack of confidence never let me come out of this vision. Somehow I managed my life with this ethic until I got married. Then some part of myself changed as my husband pushed me to stand for my own decisions. But again several times I said "I can't" to certain things. When I got to know that I was pregnant, the fear of giving birth started haunting me. However, I observed a change in my integrity and my thought process suddenly changed.
Whenever I felt a hint of fear about delivering the baby, next second only I said to myself "I am not special. If every woman in history can do this, so can I." At any time when I heard about this painful procedure, I repeated in my mind "It will not be easy, but will be worth it." At every such moment when I felt tedious discomfort, instead of getting panicked, I said to myself "Only way out of this is through it." I put all my fear aside and prepared myself for the birth of my son.
I admitted to the hospital at 11 PM night and my son came into this world next day around 6 PM. It was a long time but my determination helped me sail through this. I went through the biggest enduring moment of my life but as doctors confirmed not a single yap of mine went outside of the labor room. Even when I heard doctor asking me to push the baby out, I was saying to myself, " I can do this. I have to do it for my baby, whom I have incubated in my own body for nine long months, who I have wanted and prayed for." And so I did. I gave birth to a beautiful baby, despite nearly paralyzing, and otherworldly pain. “I can’t” just was not an option; not when it came to bringing my son into the world. “Can” word opens the door of opportunities and success in life. And I have come to believe this with my own 31 years old journey. Now I accept every new buzz without fear of its unknown parts. I now believe “I can” handle anything that comes into my life. That is why I want to inspire and raise my son in a way that he always would say “I can” to every challenge that comes in his way. 
"If I have the belief that I can do it, I shall surely acquire the capacity to do it even if I may not have it at the beginning." : Mahatma Gandhi  
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