John 16:21 says, “When a woman is giving birth, she has sorrow because her hour has come, but when she has delivered the baby, she no longer remembers the anguish but joy that a human being has been born into the world.”
A mother’s discomfort to every second’s contraction–the twisting, the turning, the standing, the sitting, the lying—all those repositioning due to unbearable pain when delivering a baby onto this world. A mother endures severe pain when the long-awaited moment arrives. The pain is indescribable; but despite that, hearing the wonderful cry, seeing that beautiful face, its tiny little hands, this little bundle of joy has brought her comfort, telling her it was all worth it.
Motherhood isn’t a mere task or job, neither is it just a responsibility. Rather, motherhood is a commitment–a lifetime commitment so to speak.
“A newborn came; A woman’s changed”.
Do you know how a mother juggles her time working while looking after her family–all at the same time? No?! Well, neither do I. As a matter of fact, some mothers don’t even know the answer whenever asked. They only reply with “I don’t know how but I just did”. My mom was not an exemption.
Growing up, I saw how my mom juggled her time between work and kids. She took care of us and made sure that all our needs were attended to. There were 4 of us: an older brother, two older sisters, and then, there’s me. Count my dad in as well. So that makes a total of 5!
My mom worked as a teacher and had later worked for the social welfares.
When I was younger, I used to stay at a day care school where my mom was teaching. She was also my teacher. I loved listening to my mom whenever her classes were on. The funniest part of it, instead of sitting with my classmates, I sat on the teacher’s chair just to hear her up close!