While everyone was busy witnessing the heavy rain in Karachi on Sunday night, posting statuses, pictures and videos, there was me, rocking him to sleep.
I, like all of you Karachiites wanted to enjoy the rain,
Inhale the moist scent of earth,
Hear the leaves being washed and cleansed,
See the water droplets dancing under light beams,
Witness the splashes of water with the cars passing by
Spot the thunder streaks lightening up the mighty sky
The moment I felt him falling in deep sleep, I rose to leave my room and rush to balcony but the clouds roared with crashes of thunder congesting the sky with loud bolts of lightning and deafening thunderclaps. "Mamma, are you leaving me alone here?" I gasped with horror and turned around to see my sleepy son rubbing his eyes, his face white with terror.
As much as I wanted to rejoice those moments of downpour, one glance at him made me change my mind.
Instead of cherishing the shiny droplets, I opted to stay with my son in the dark of my room comforting him with my arms wrapped around. I decided on making him feel secure. I chose to sheath his fears. I settled on pacifying him to sleep.
And watching him sleep peacefully, free of all frights and agitation brought me more merriment and contentment than watching the sky pour wholeheartedly.
Because there may be enough rainfalls to enjoy but will my son be this small to depend upon me and curl in my lap for sleeping?
Have you ever sacrificed your most enjoyable moment for anyone?
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