On 12 May 2018, I was blessed with a son! It was my first time being a mom or being called a mom. Our journey began when I said “goodbye tummy hello mummy”. The love I have for my son can’t be measured – our bond is priceless!
There were times I’d hold him and cry, as all I ever wanted was to be the best mother I possibly could. He means the world to me and while we’ve had our ups and downs, we’ve conquered them together. I’m also very blessed to have a great support system in my family and friends, and the love, support and guidance of my partner help me through every day.
My heart is filled with so much joy and happiness, and my son brings out the best in me – I am thoroughly enjoying motherhood. I carried him, slept with him on my chest, kissed his little toes and wiped away his tears; I’ve been vomited on and peed on and there have been many sleepless nights, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“He makes my day every morning when he wakes up and greets me with such a beautiful smile that I want to do more and work hard for him.”
My body is not magazine perfect but when I look in the mirror, I see a mother – a great one – and while I can’t wait to celebrate Mother’s Day in May, I celebrate my son every month. He is such a gift that I named him “Thato” ya modimo, which means (God’s will) proud mother of one.
I’m addicted to buying him toys (in fact, I consider myself to be a toy fundi) because he loves to play with them and make a mess of his room – and it’s such a great way for us to bond. I simply can’t wait for the day he calls me “mama”. I also recently started drafting letters to him, collecting pictures and making memory boxes (memories in general) that I’ll share with him when he’s a bit older.
He makes my day every morning when he wakes up and greets me with such a beautiful smile that I want to do more and work hard for him. His presence is felt everywhere he goes, my bubbly little man.
There are no guidelines or manuals on how to be a good parent. We have to experience it for ourselves and learn from our mistakes. No one is born ready – we adapt and make our own memories as we go along. I cannot wait to celebrate his first birthday and look forward to all the forevers still to come.
Being a mother is a lifetime commitment that is unchanged by time or distance. It is learning about the strength you didn’t know you had and dealing with fears you never knew existed. Motherhood is about raising and celebrating the child you have and I thank God every day for this blessing that I have – my baby, my smile, my frown, my happiness – he is my everything.
Written by Ipeleng Mashaba