MY NEW FACE

“Sometimes with the smallest help your happiness will ascend to heaven”.

My birthday is approaching, so my children and partner are preparing a surprise for me. I love a time when they are so engaged, organized, and excited just to please me.

You can check their work on Mother’s Day. https://littlepuzzlesandme.com/little-puzzles-art/

By the way, every gift from my children will end up in tears of happiness that I probably won’t be able to control.

The problem with uncontrolled crying began during pregnancy. You know, that’s when the hormones go crazy. During pregnancy, I started crying for no reason. The first example of silly crying, which I’m laughing at now, was a dropped lemon that I wanted to throw in the bin, but I missed and the lemon fell to the floor.

Silly right? I know, but I can’t fix my wimpy faces.

The pregnancy is over, but the crying stays with me. And I cried because they put born baby on my chest and I cried again as I watched my baby try to find my breast and I cried seeing his calm face as he slept. I call them tears of happiness. But from time to time there were also tears of sadness:  when the child cried because he had colic.  I cried with him when he was teething, and the worst tears of helplessness, during all vaccinations of children.

Can a woman as strong, independent, and composed as me become such a crybaby?

The answer is yes. And the most pathetic thing is that I cry to children’s fairy tales like Nemo, Brave, or Inside Out. Seeing this, my older son says: Mommy, don’t be silly. You’ve seen it hundreds of times, Daddy will find Nemo!

And I melted because they put a sad song on the radio: U2, Adele, or Johnny Cash wins.

I become a crybaby in public places. Sounds even more embarrassing, right?

For example:

I have a problem with a pram, when I get on the bus, someone will always come and help me. Or if I have some heavy suitcases at the airport, someone will always come and take me to check in. Or my hands are full and someone is helping my little daughter down the stairs. 

Now you can laugh, but for a clearer picture, the situations described above bring tears because the gentleman who helped me with the pram said:  Don’t worry, I have three children myself. 

A woman with a daughter helped me with luggage at the airport and said:

Let my daughter learn that she needs to help other mothers.

And my favourite, the old gentleman, took my daughter’s hand and helped her up the stairs. They both had trouble walking, but holding the handrail together overcame their fear. He was my daughter’s greatest hero of that day.

But on the other hand, after giving birth, I am in a better mood sooner than before. For example, I can laugh for a little reason, dance to a beautiful song, and laugh over the same situation over and over again. I just had to stop watching melodramas in the evenings and replace them with comedy for peaceful dreams.

 I’m a very, very happy person because my birthday is coming up. It will be my favorite strawberry and white chocolate cake. Psst, it’s a surprise! A family surprise always brings me tears of happiness.

And you, dear moms, do you sometimes have tears in your eyes?