A mother's love

I knew my mum had a hard time bringin the 3 of us up and I realli appreciate her efforts. Still remmbered when I was young, I used to like to go against her. Nothing major, just like to irritate the hell out of her, but surprisingly, the strict rules that she laid down for us, I didnt have the courage to break any one of them..

During the initial stages of my pregnancy, I suffered from serious morning sickness, or rather whole day sickness. During work time, I need to keep frequenting the ladies due to the numerous time I wanted to vomit. Some are false alarm, but some are so serious that I would even vomit out of my nose. Didnt had the appetite to eat much, or at times, keep feeling hungry but dunno wat to eat..I would aso feel sleeply at certain timing, resulting me in dozing off at my work desk or feel restless most of the time..

Walking became a chore for I keep reminding myself to walk slowly. I no longer can eat as recklessly as I did before I am pregnant taking care to eat food tat are good for the bb, avoiding those that I had been pre warned to be harmful..Despite being extra careful, I didnt manage to keep my BB, but I did not regret any bit of the things I went thru..

Its after that I became pregnant den I realise how difficult for a woman to carry their BB to full term, how much each woman went thru to keep their BB safe and bring them to this world, not to mentioned the bringin up part. Granted, every woman faced different situations during their pregnancy, but I tink most would face difficulties at 1 point or another..

I can appreciate my mummy more when I went thru the 3 months of pregnancy. Even more when she took extra care of me during my pregnancy and post miscarriage. When I 1st encountered my 1st bleeding incident, mummy quit her morning jobs so that she can come over to cook for me during my bed rest leave and to help clean my hse.

During my stay in the hospital, she rushed there every day before and after work to check on me, making sure tat she provide the moral support that I needed so much. She was calmed infront of me though later she would admit that many a times, she feel like breaking down. Even when on that day of the abortion, she did not shed any tears infront of me, in fear of upsetting me further. She told me tat she onli dared to cry when she is waiting for the bus to go home..

This is a mother's love for her daughter, giving me unconditional love and support, putting me infront of herself in every move, being strong for me so that I can be strong too. I dunno whether I would be able to do that when I become someone's mother next time, but I will learn from my mummy's example. Thank you mummy, I love you. Thank you for your support, care and concern for the past few months, for without you, I might not be able to remain as sane as now..