Mad for him. Mad after him. Mad for his love...
There was a time, I was madly in love with him. Would do anything and everything to just see him. Would day dream being his wife one day. And with God's grace, my dream came true.
Marriage took our love to a new level, we became parents. The moment i gave birth, I was re-born, literally! My madness found a new path, I was more of a mom than a wife. I was so busy playing my new role, I had less to no inkling about how much my real love missed me, my love, my madness for him. But, I had a cute little reason, which he silently respected. He enjoyed father daughter time all the time. Like the best husband, he graduated to be the best dad. This beautiful phase of life was starting to fade the memories of its beautiful yesterday, the days we were only for each other.
Soon, our lil love beacame a toddler. Now she has her own busy schedule, her growing independence. Everything has fallen to a routine. I regularly get my ME time, I have so many things to do in that little time, that sometimes choosing a task takes up all the time. I want to start working again. I want to peep out of my Mommy-Daughter world. Well, I know I can easily manage to do all this. But, today, I miss being only Myself. Ofcourse, I am thankfully blessed being a mother. Still, I miss my love. Wouldn't that "us" time be back? Why do I have to live the memories and not create them once again? Time and again, I have said, that our baby has strengthened our bond, she has brought us more close. But, this is equally true, that she has taken intimacy out of our love.
This feeling of longing for him, has made me more sensitive, at the same time more strong, more matured. If I dont focus on intimacy part, our relationship has evovled. It has evolved to a level, where our hearts talk, our minds gossip. Yes, from a topic of gossip to a craving for something, to a need for something. We know it all about each other. We dont get to talk much, still we listen to each other. All the little time we actually talk is about the grocery shopping, our daughter's daily updates, maids lies and other silly but important things.
From the day we first met, to today, there have been so many memories like the moment my daughter was born to today when she can draw some lines. Between each of those lines, are sweet somethings to cherish for life. There are stories to cherish for lifetime, between the gap being a young girl wanting to marry her Mr. Perfect, and a woman deeply in love with her husband, and a mother nurturing her little princess to read between the lines that makes life worth living....
There was a time, I was madly in love with him. Would do anything and everything to just see him. Would day dream being his wife one day. And with God's grace, my dream came true.
Marriage took our love to a new level, we became parents. The moment i gave birth, I was re-born, literally! My madness found a new path, I was more of a mom than a wife. I was so busy playing my new role, I had less to no inkling about how much my real love missed me, my love, my madness for him. But, I had a cute little reason, which he silently respected. He enjoyed father daughter time all the time. Like the best husband, he graduated to be the best dad. This beautiful phase of life was starting to fade the memories of its beautiful yesterday, the days we were only for each other.
Soon, our lil love beacame a toddler. Now she has her own busy schedule, her growing independence. Everything has fallen to a routine. I regularly get my ME time, I have so many things to do in that little time, that sometimes choosing a task takes up all the time. I want to start working again. I want to peep out of my Mommy-Daughter world. Well, I know I can easily manage to do all this. But, today, I miss being only Myself. Ofcourse, I am thankfully blessed being a mother. Still, I miss my love. Wouldn't that "us" time be back? Why do I have to live the memories and not create them once again? Time and again, I have said, that our baby has strengthened our bond, she has brought us more close. But, this is equally true, that she has taken intimacy out of our love.
This feeling of longing for him, has made me more sensitive, at the same time more strong, more matured. If I dont focus on intimacy part, our relationship has evovled. It has evolved to a level, where our hearts talk, our minds gossip. Yes, from a topic of gossip to a craving for something, to a need for something. We know it all about each other. We dont get to talk much, still we listen to each other. All the little time we actually talk is about the grocery shopping, our daughter's daily updates, maids lies and other silly but important things.
From the day we first met, to today, there have been so many memories like the moment my daughter was born to today when she can draw some lines. Between each of those lines, are sweet somethings to cherish for life. There are stories to cherish for lifetime, between the gap being a young girl wanting to marry her Mr. Perfect, and a woman deeply in love with her husband, and a mother nurturing her little princess to read between the lines that makes life worth living....
