The joy of motherhood

When I heard her first cry in the labour room,

My eyes were filled with tears of joy,

When I held her in my arms the pain of delivery disappeared,

When she opened her eyes for the first time,

I was overwhelmed with cheer and the glow on my skin reappeared,

Each morning when I look at her smile,

My whole existence becomes worthwhile,

As each day passes and I see her grow,

I learn about my inner strengths which I didn't even know,

Her little fingers hold my hand so tight,

I cannot imagine keeping her out of my sight,

Such is the joy of being her mother,

That each day is a discovery of a new world that we create together,

The pain of delivering a child and the lessons we learn when we become a parent,

Are all worth it when you see the child that is your own creation,

The joy that my child gave me when I became her mother,

Has taught me to be grateful and thankful to my own mother.