Back in the day, when you were bone tired, you would plop on the bed as soon as you got home and would not even move a muscle after.
Cut to present. As soon you get home, you run (yeah yeah as fast as one can run on tired legs) to the kitchen..make dinner while D gives Buzz a bath..jump along with her to get her to eat as she jumps from one toy to another, because after the day she has had she is in no mood to sit in her chair and eat..hold on to her sippy cup for her as she drinks her milk because she is too busy playing with her spoon and cup..sit next to her crib through ‘nahein nini’, ‘aaaall daaan’, ‘nahien mumaa’..deal with her wanting you to rub both her hands and both her feet at the same time.
Motherhood I tell you is a payback for all the time you slacked off and lazed around. So all you ladies out there without kids, chalk down as many diva moments as you can right now. There are none for you in the future. For all of you with kids..well too bad, you had kids before you read this.
You fall on the bed and are so tired you don’t even have the energy to change sides. You stay just the way you fell for long hours called sleep. In the quite of night you hear a cry for Maa. You get us..stand at the crib soothing a crying child..while the hours (mins??) drag on. Finally you crawl back to bed with your aching limbs, frozen in position unable to move.