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How I celebrated Mother’s Day this time..

We just celebrated Mother’s Day. I am hoping we, mothers, had a blast of the day. I thought to write how I and my tot celebrated this Mother’s Day because this time it was different. 

A day before, on Saturday night, I requested my husband “NO More comments tomorrow, please”. He laughed and said, “How that is possible?..” I left it over him and slept peacefully looking forward to next day. The Mother’s Day.
I got up with the heed of juggling with the washing machine. But after lying on the bed of the next room, I said to myself “It’s Mother’s Day today. It’s for me. I should enjoy every minute of this day”. I postponed washing clothes and slept again. At 9 ‘clock, my mother called and I wished her. With my first line, she could comprehend that I was sleeping so next minute only she said “Sleep now. We’ll talk in evening.” And I closed my eyes again, aiming to sleep for some more time. However, with the hope to wish everyone on my FB page, I got up. It was another nice thing happened that my son was sleeping deep and this gave to a good ME time. I completed my kitchen chores and after daily prayers, I gave an enjoying span to myself with surfing internet. When my boy woke up, we did something super amazing.



Last week, we mother and son made two Mother’s Day card as per my boy’s craft activity. We gave those cards to two special mothers, our neighborhood Moms. To be honest, my son is half raised up by our kind neighbors. He is going to them since he was hardly 7 months old. One of them, Vandna ji used to take care of him like a mother. At times, she bathed him, fed him and made him sleep in my absence. She was my go-to person if I needed to go market or hospital. I used to give Vandna ji a diaper and my boy’s clothes and she happily took care of my little one for hours. My son equally loves Vandna ji and her family, especially her daughter. I also have so much respect for the family in my heart. My other neighbor, my flat owners, are also very close to my son. These days, as a routine, my son does his dinner with them. He loves Aunty’s food and like his family member, he straightaway asks Aunty to make Paratha for him. After reaching home from his daycare, my boy looks for a chance to peep inside their house and whenever he gets a green signal from Uncle, he immediately runs inside.

This Mother’s day, my son gave his hand made cards to these two lovely ladies. Both the ladies now have grown up kids and they didn’t have that excitement for Mother’s Day as my toddler had. So when my boy gave them cards with saying “Happy Mother’s Day”, I saw immense love in their eyes. Both were so touched by the gesture of my 3-year-old. I was so relieved and happy in my heart, that I was able to give some happiness to two of the best mothers.

Other than this, my husband took us, me and his son, for an outing. We ate at MacD and came back home with a happy meal toy. I made sure to cook a delicious Kheer for my husband as it’s his favorite. I also made my boy’s favorite Papad which he ate with so much of elation. A confession, I had decided to not cook this day but I couldn't resist myself making my husband’s and my son’s favorite things.

At evening, when I went to Vandna ji for giving a bowl of Kheer, I saw the card, perfectly placed in their living room’s cabinet. She told me that it’s great that my boy has an interest in art. She wished him a good life. I was a bit poignant then. 

I feel it was a perfect Mother’s Day. I made my boy happy. I also made my husband happy (okay not much, but a bit). But above all, I could make two lovely mothers happy who are simply awesome and motherly love my boy. 
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