MOM'S BIRTHDAY

When is Your mother's birthday ?

The last time I blew out the candles on my birthday cake, I shared it with friends, My husband dan my daughter. Mum wasn't around because, at this age, you don't celebrate birthdays with your parents anymore.

but on second thoughts, why not? After all, its Mom's birth day too, isn't it? Its the day she brought me, kicking and bawling, into this world, after many months of encumbrance. Then too it was no mean task. Maybe more than 24 hours after her admission to the clinic born, I was'nt budging enough..but seem my mother strong enough to hold me with my birth.

I was there, but I didn't know then.

Now that I'm older, I know about the pains, the anxiety, the joys, the excitement of conception, pregnancy and of course, the moment itself-child birth.

So right after I popped out, friends, families and other well-wishers came-not to celebrate my birthday, but to congratulate Mom on her birth day. To bring her flowers, fruits, food and more for her effort in bringing another brand new life, successfully, into the world- a feat no genius scientist has been able to replicate except for the sheer genius of being a mother.

So how is it, somewehre along the line of 30 calender years, people forget, I forget, Mom forgets, That, That day is as much hers as it is mine now? How is it that along the line, possession of the special-ness of that day becomes mine and not hers any more?

In my case, it surely isn't because other siblings came along and left her with one too many birthday to commemorate. Because along the way...we drift. We drift from the necessary physical protection of our mothers as we grew from baby to child. We drift from Mom emotionnaly when we grow from child to difficult teenager. And we drift some more growing from teenager to independent adult. It is through all this drifting that we forget about Mom's birthday.

but some day, we stop dan look at where we are. And the realisation that the day will come is when it will be my turn to be Mom, to go through the same pains, anxieties, joys and excitemnet that she surely must have in that continuing circle of life, that would make me remember this day from a mother's perspective.

So I surely think in my next birthday..its shall be with my Mom...it will be our next anniversary of birth.....Hopely... :)