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Articles tagged with MOTHERHOOD.
Your struggle to become a mother will pay off.
Things, however, didn’t go as planned, and all the little bits and pieces I had been collecting in the months leading up to the baby’s birth, lay forgotten in the wake of the tumultuous turn my life took on 22 September 2015 – my husband, Major Dhruv Yadav gave up his life on the line of duty.
Yes, there're many women who handle both work and home.
We haven't met after that last goodbye.
Even I was left with no choice.
But one question continues to haunt my heart.
Have the courage to leave him.
I know all mothers will understand this.
She chose her job over us.
I was dreaming of a fairytale life after marriage.
I decided to give life a fair chance.
We were watching our mother die.
But then it was my mistake, isn't it?
“I am always there for you!”
He began lying to me again.
My biggest fear came true.
I pulled it out and flushed my own child.
He already calls me 'mummy'.
“God knows what she does at home."
I went near her to show her the baby and the gender.
There was not a single day when I did not cry.
Where have the last two years gone?
I wanted to give time to my body.
She was a loser.
“What is it, buddy?” I asked nervously.
I underwent a surgery and my son was born.
No one rejoiced in her birth like I did.
I was fine medically.
I have to be a role-model for my daughter.
Women are women's worst enemy.
I am not good enough.
I don’t know if this is worth it.
This pathetic man was asking me why I couldn’t report for work.
Even in those fights, I felt his love for me.
I rushed to his place.
I had been a receptor of Stockholm syndrome.
Why can't we live a fearless life?
You start from scratch.
I understood how hard that was for him.
But I beg to differ.
Then I was also called the “overprotective” mom.
After six months of being a mom, I realized it.
So, this post is not meant to offend anyone.
She was 30 and still unmarried.
I do, however, expect a little respect for my point of view.
Shahid sees us as divided into sections.
"Mommy, you and dad are still together, but why did I fail?"
She kept faking her happiness and contentment.
The love and care that was flowered upon me, I always thought was the edge of being a single child.