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#Mondaymommymoments Is Motherhood hard?

I did a lot of brainstorming around this topic and I have no clear answer whether motherhood is hard or not? If I say yes, it’s hard then I find no such incident so far in my motherhood trek that I should call HARD. In my dictionary, HARD is something you can’t bear at all.

If I talk about sleep deprivation when my boy was a new born, I would say it was happening with my husband as well. He used to wake me up for feeding the baby. Surprisingly, our new born son never cried when he was hungry. He used to toss over the bed but he never howled. And, as I used to be very tired and sleeping deeply, his little disturbance used to go unnoticed by my side. That’s why my husband took the responsibility to wake me up in every two hours.

For us, vaccinations were so cool. The baby used to chill after getting the injection whereas Papa used to feel shocked for a longer time. Teething was again not much painful or puzzling. The baby was never over cranky or over irritated. Thankfully my son was always a happy go lucky person. Except once or twice, he never cried unreasonably. He achieved his milestone easily and smoothly. To everyone’s surprise, he started walking early. He learned to savor solids effortlessly. Although I noticed speech delay as he used to speak very limited till he was 1 and a half. However, then he started going daycare. And rest of the problems get fixed there. With others kids of daycare, he overcame speech delay shortly. With everything scheduled, he gradually learned to sleep and wake up on time. He now eats everything which is home cooked. If someone asks what his favorite meal is, he says “Kadhi Chawal”, although kids of his age now prefer pizzas and burgers.  

So, probably I am trying to say, No motherhood is not HARD for me. But let me put it this way “Of course Motherhood brings challenges but it comes to every mother. And when it is a usual and natural thing, then why it should be labelled as HARD/DIFFICULT”.

My take on motherhood being hard is different. I see motherhood difficult for a subset of mothers. A mother with differently able child faces the challenges which are actually testing and need a lot of patience. I have seen a few families with such kid. They need to think going beyond usual and common for taking care of such kid. I find motherhood difficult there. Another example is of single mothers. I observe motherhood being demanding and tough there. For single mothers, lives go beyond multitasking. They need to give extra and little extra all the time. Comparing to this subset of mothers, I get confused. I have no such extra demand in my life from my kid’s side.


So, should I say Yes, motherhood is challenging or should I say it’s easy for a subset of mothers? That’s why I don’t want to answer this in binary. Nothing like yes or no, zero or one. I want to keep this question subjective. Every mother has her own take on this very question. Mine is “YES it’s challenging and NO it’s not that much. It's normal and easy as well.” 
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  1. YES it’s challenging and NO it’s not that much. It's normal and easy as well.” Agree completely Shipra. In motherhood, everything is a different experience. You cannot say it is easy or it is difficult. It varies from child to child and depends on different circumstances too. Thanks for linking up with #MondayMommyMoments.

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  2. Such a beautiful picture Shipra. Motherhood is a blessing and like all blessings it's not easy to accept the responsibility and cherish the joys. I feel. You have captured the mommy dilema very well Thank you for writing with us for #MondayMommyMoments

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