Smothering with Love

May 21

Another day, perhaps, another week

Weakness has set in, my mind’s in a tizzy

Buckets to clear away nausea,

I can’t for the life of me believe

I’m a mom-to-be. My eyes shine

And I can only reminisce

Another day when my

Mother told me in a rather

Shy way, she too felt that way.


What chemical reaction

I wondered was responsible

For the euphoria of Motherhood?

How did the brain release loads of

Serotonin, Oxytocin

And Endorphins? Because,

All seems sunny to mothers

Or moms-to-be,

Be it a colic or loosies

Searching eyes, or a piercing howl

Cacophony on the table

Or her young one’s school blues.

Nothing perturbs a mommy!

A Mother’s heart aches only for her baby.

She’d give all to watch a crooked toothless smile,

Or, the first step taken clumsily.


She’s closest to being a goddess,

Oh Lord,  but then why are mothers rather modest?

© Mumtaz Khorakiwala



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