THE TRUE POWER OF MOTHER’S LOVE
Zoe asked, “how come you are so organized and collected?” I smiled and immediately, she came to my thoughts. My mother, a mother’s love: Growing up in a homely place and not just a house, a haven. It was thanks to my parents, especially my mother who was always there for us, my siblings, and me ensuring we got all we need and the best of them, particularly of her love.
A mother’s love they say is like God’s love. Would you contest that? It is as powerful as God’s love and it comes second to God’s love. A mother’s love is warm, affectionate, protective, and instinctive. She gives it willingly and unconditionally to her child. A love so guiding and never begged for; have you ever wondered how she understands at the slightest discomfort of her baby, how sensitive her ears are to the tears of her child even when she is not close. Love never fails.
We often think that a mother’s love is all about pampering a child or being too possessive of the child. But in reality, it is all about teaching, nurturing, and protecting the child. Every of her love she gives in enlightening the child in the moral and cultural values of the society, creating a stable environment for the child and a proper upbringing.
Being a child; a baby will be a baby, a child will be a child. While growing up, there were a series of things I did as a child that my mum termed as “she is just being a child”. Giving a child the freedom to explore their surroundings and the freedom to express themselves is very essential. It helps in developing social skills and in building them up psychologically. As a mother gives her child the freedom of expression, and movement to explore the environment, she also ensures that the home is free from all dangerous items as possible. All objects that can cause harm to the child she keeps out of reach of the child. She monitors the kind of things they do and cautions them when she sees they are heading towards the danger zone or doing something that they are not supposed to do.
I remember having a game night in my home every Sunday. This is when we all come together as a family to play a series of games such as Ludo, hide and seek, snakes and ladders, and every other child’s game one can think of. My mum also watched the cartoons, animations, and kiddies’ shows with us (she still does that). She never failed in getting the newly released ones for us. By doing all these, she was being involved in our lives; she was creating time for my siblings and me, building a bond with us and amongst us. A place to feel safe, secure, and well-loved. She was also creating trust between us.
A mother is not perfect but every act of commitment to her child is understood and treasured by the child. It feels good when a child communicates easily with the mother, and they can talk about things. It creates a spacious environment for the child to learn, grow, and learn again. They say the first school of a child is the home; the child needs that flow of interaction to learn everything about themselves, and the world too. Spending that time is not a waste but a gain, a gain to the mother and the child, and the world too.
Seeing a child needs the attention of the parent, especially a mother, who nurtures and guides, making sure the child is far from harm’s way. Even the mother hen gives a sweet example of what a mother’s love feels like. She makes sure her chicks are free from physical abuse, maybe emotional, just that we cannot see that. But the human mother is sweet and is to guard her young in every possible way from physical and emotional damage.
A child wouldn’t need to see horrid moments that may cause pain to the child because somehow she finds ways to shield him from such encounters. When she builds a home of peace and calm with the father and everyone, growing up would be easy for the child, a place of peace.
The extent of a mother’s love and care is always evident in the joy and expression of the child. A child’s treasure that cannot be bought; Jodi Picoult said, “The best place to cry is in a mother’s arms”, definitely true.
In correcting a child, not spoiling the child doesn’t mean unleashing or venting on the child. Gently correct the child and give listening ears too because it helps the growth of the child. if a child is always punished or yelled at for every little mistake he makes, it affects the child psychologically by making him feel withdrawn from society, it makes him feel that there is nothing he will do that will ever be right in the eyes of people and his parents. It also makes the child feel as if he isn’t loved.
A mother’s love is one of the best things a child needs because as the saying goes, the first and only true friend of a child is the mother.
