Dear Mama: I Will Always Be There

Some moments in motherhood are so simple, yet they stay in your heart forever. They shape who you are as a mother, as a woman, and as a person.

This is a story about one of those moments — when a single word, spoken by the tiniest voice, becomes everything.

The moment my daughter called me “Amma” is something I can never forget.

It felt like the greatest achievement, the most precious gift,

and the best feeling in the world.

From the very beginning, I had always dreamed of having a girl and a boy.

So the second time, as I lay down in the operation theatre,

waiting to hear whether it was a boy or a girl,

the moment I heard the baby’s cry,

and the doctor congratulated me saying,

“It’s a baby boy”

my heart flooded with joy.

In that moment, I knew —

I was a mother of two.

A girl and a boy, just as I had dreamed.

Life feels so full with these two little ones.

And I always want them to know,

to remember,

that their Amma has been with them through thick and thin.

I will always do whatever it takes to keep them safe and happy.

To raise them strong,

to teach them how to face the world.

The list of what I wish for them is long.

But if they remember just one thing,

I want it to be this:

That their Amma has been there for them every step of the way,

and will be there for them,

till my very last breath.

This is a mother’s story.

One moment, one word,

that holds a lifetime of love.

If you have a story to share — big or small, quiet or loud —

this space is here for you.

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