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The Secret Language of Parenthood

When we were kids, I remember English was more of a secret code language of the adults  (read parents).
Whenever they had to talk about stuff related to us, they switched to English, and there we sat looking dumb, knowing that they're talking about us 😛

Later when we went to higher classes like 2-3, only then we were included in the English language club and there were no more secret talks, except the eye signals... that language is on another level LOL!

But kids today... completely different story.

Me: " Arslan hold her.. its time for her medicine."
Abiha: "Nooo no medicine time.. I don't want it"
😐

Relying on spelling out words for the time being,

Me: "Arslan don't order the C-O-K-E, she has a bad throat."

Yeah that works fine for the time being, and for SMALL WORDS. When big words comes up and the other partner is left staring blankly at the speller.. spelling the word mentally, decoding the sentence. AWKWARD 😑

Not fair Universe!! Where's my secret language of parenthood???

Now I know...

Never knew a tiny little star can give me such feelings of joy and happiness!
So proud!

Now I know why our parents were always after us to study and excel... truly, this feeling is addictive.

AND THEN THEY WERE 4.

Hello readers,
Wanted to share the amazing news with all of you.. We've been blessed Alhamdulilaah with daughter number 2 MashAllah.

Contrary to everything I believed in, second time was very easy for me. Maybe it was because I was prepared.. or maybe because I knew I have to recover early because 2 babies are relying on me?!

Motherhood is extremely tough, I was prepared for all the pain, hardships and difficulties as I embarked on this journey the second time.. but I wasn't prepared for the emotional roller coaster it'll give me.

When you're expecting your second, you realise how much you love your firstborn.
I just couldn't get over the fact that life will completely change once again for all 3 of us and especially my first born baby.

She'll have to share a mom and a dad, she'll no longer enjoy the privileges of being an only child... She'll no longer know life as the 3 of us.

I was expecting tantrums... I was expecting her to be distant, to be sensitive especially since she's already a sensitive child but what hit me the most and made me cry, out of sheer joy and love, was her being responsible. Looking at her so easily give away her space.. and share the love was completely unexpected. Yes I was preparing her from months and I think that played it's role.

We always talked about how she'll soon be getting a baby sister and she'll have to help mommy take care of the baby. I believe this did the trick for me. She was completely involved in it and was actually looking really forward to the occasion.

One of my biggest fear was gone.. my first born loved my second. But this wasn't it, the second fear I had this second time around was for me. I know many second time mommies can relate to this as well... will I be able to love my second as much as I love my first? This thought was on my mind throughout.

They say you have your first child for yourself.. but you have your second for your first born, to give him company, to give him a sibling. I do agree to it somewhat but it also made me think, what if I favour my first child? How will that look on me as a mother... mothers can't favour one child. But I couldn't bring myself to believe that I can love another just like I love my first born. . It seemed impossible.......... until I held my second in my arms.

I was afraid of the love being divided.. what I didn't know was that it multiplies. Us mothers are strangely build.. we seem to have this never ending love supply. It was so natural, almost like the instant I became mom of two.. my heart grew twice the size! And my fear of being unfair vanished. I'm sure all mom's of multiple children can very well agree with me.

Once again I underestimated motherhood.. and once again it proved to be the bestest most wonderful feeling in the world. I thought there's nothing sweeter than watching your child play with his dad.. I was wrong, there's nothing sweeter than watching your child play with his sibling. Such joy!

Albeit nothing is perfect, all of us are still adjusting to this new routine, but we couldn't ask for more. Perfection is rather boring ;)
Really excited to wait and watch how things unfold for us, the different milestones we need to achieve as a family of 4 MashAllah!

Can't wait to share the shenanigans with you guys!
Need lots of prayers..
Lots of love xx
Dr. Mom Chef  <3