The joy of being a mother, the most peaceful moment.

After my marriage, I lost a lot of kamas. Suddenly my body became bad and I had a high fever. My husband took me to the doctor. The doctor told me that I was going to be a mother. I was happy but I was also a little scared. Every word mom but why am I scared, as the days go by I feel a strangely beautiful feeling then after the doctor gave the date I was thinking in my mind what will happen to the boy or the girl? I can't describe the joy of the day my daughter was born because I was very sick.

When I opened my eyes and saw a nurse standing there, she said look at your daughter. He said Best Milk Day, I am looking, I feel like I am dreaming, my skin color is just like butter, my lips are like rose petals, my hands are like fists, all the joys of my life are filled in my fists. How can I take him. The nurse came and fixed him. As soon as I brought him to my chest, he was so beautiful, he sucked and drank milk and fell asleep. All the relatives came and saw me after I came home. Slowly, little by little, I started to grow up. The first day I was walking on staggered legs, I saw him standing and I remembered the song Hatihatipapa. When I called that day, it seemed that my mother was not happy to hear the call I grabbed the girl and called her Mamma Abarbal and again she said mother. Slowly the girl started growing up. I share with her all the things in my life. Now my daughter is married and now she is a mother and busy with her son, but she takes the news twice a year. We go once a year and spend four months happily with my grandson. Either the grandson is dearer than the daughter. In fact, a child can give happiness to everyone.