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My boy is growing up so fast..

When I faced my family members after delivering my boy, the first thing I heard was “Beta maa pr gaya hai..” It was always being told by many of my known ones that little boys love their mumas so much.  This made me think about a parenting quote “There’s nothing like the bond between a mother and son.” Although the idea that boys love their mothers differently than girls is both silly and a little gender discriminating, but l accepted it as being a lucky woman who gave birth to a healthy baby. And the baby is by chance a boy. I have no brother and because of that, I was really unaware of how it feels to see a boy growing in front of you. I only remember how my younger sister grew with me. May be that is the reason I am blessed with a boy so that I could understand what is the depth of relation between a mother and a son, a father and a son and a boy and his siblings.

Amazingly after my boy joined the daycare (in my office), we have come so close to each other. This might be confusing why after he joins an outside facility? Earlier, for the whole day, my mother in law used to look after him and I was near to him only after my office hours.  That time also had divisions in terms of my household chores and other stuff.  We, mother and son, didn’t get much time to make our bond muscular. However, this arrangement worked like this for almost 1 and half years. After he joined the day care (in April this year), now we spend a good portion of the day together. Thus last six months were wildly affectionate. His love for me has taken a real high jump. He kissed me every single day since then. His kisses were so sloppy and many that I felt rich. He was always so happy to see me as I went to pick him up in the evening from his day care. He liked to hold my face in his hands and give me a kiss on the lips, cheeks and the tip of my nose. 


However, that abruptly stopped a month ago. My son doesn’t kiss me anymore. He is not angry with me, but he is noticeably less cuddly. When I ask for a kiss after coming out of his daycare, he just puts his cheeks on mine, more like how celebrities hug and kiss each other cordially. I tried many times to make him remember how he used to give me THAT kiss. But he refrains. And I respect that, he just doesn't like to do it that way. Now instead of coming in my arms, he prefers rushing outside.

I feel my 2ish-year-old son’s independent streak has emerged now. He wants control over things which are related to him. He wants to eat by own, wear clothes by own, walk by own and struggle by own.  These may be the signs that he is growing up. And boys grow like this only. I have only seen how daughters keep on sticking to their mother’s tummy since long. I only remember how girls want to be sweet and overly affectionate to their fathers. But with raising a boy, I have learned that nothing is permanent in parenthood. Teething is over. Sleeping troubles have gone. And now kisses have disappeared. Perhaps I should be ready for more such things in future which will be less lovey dovey like a kiss or a tight hug. My boy is budding so fast. Still, I am for sure certain about one thing that “There’s nothing like the bond between a mother and son.”



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