Have you ever had that epiphany when you're sat with nothing but your thoughts, in the dead of the night,

"If only I could write a book on my life?"
And just when you think ,
"This is it! This has been the most defining part of my identity"
Life happens . . And it springs at you these surprises like rainfall in the month of February, or money hidden in an old forgotten purse! Or you becoming a mother! Some are pleasant and some not so much. Being a mother and EVERYthing that comes with it lay somewhere in the middle for me.
I am at a stage a in this blog train where after reading all the posts, I have felt, "oh! That was so precious, I wish I could relive it" or "oh! I am sure glad that phase is over". Motherhood has been more of getting to know a different side of me rather than changing who I am.
I somehow believe the quantum theory of multiverses or many parallel universes existing simultaneously !

And somewhere hidden in those multiple folds of my identity was a 'Mother' who I met nearly 7 months ago.
For a mother , I believe, is probably the strongest of the many multitudes in which I exist.
This mother does things that I NEVER imagined myself being capable of. From growing, birthing and then nurturing a tiny human life.; To being a tigress who fights for her Cubs while being a bird who shall eventually teach her kids to spread their wings and fly away. I find myself constantly growing, managing, sometimes falling , sometimes failing but always learning!

I am alert even when sleep time has estranged me. I am patient even when my ear drums are exposed to piercing screams. I am full of mush even when I am sarcastic on the outside.

I find myself adapting and re-adapting constantly. Forever wearing my many shades. Shades that I may need for the day or the moment. Motherhood has been my favorite so far!