The Joy of Motherhood. I and my son Princewill.

As I sat in my cozy classroom, watching my little Princewill play during the break time in Kings and Queens Royal Schools where I had the privilege of working as a teacher, I felt an overwhelming sense of joy and gratitude. In just a few weeks, my precious boy would be turning three, and I couldn't believe how fast time had flown by.

Being a mother to Princewill had been a life-changing experience for me. The moment he was placed in my arms, I knew that my life had taken on a new meaning. Every smile, every coo, and every tiny milestone had filled my heart with joy and pride.

As I gazed at Princewill, who was now busy building a tower with his blocks, I noticed how anxious he became whenever he couldn't see me. His eyes would scan the room, searching for me, and his little face would light up with relief when he finally spotted me. It was as if he couldnt bear the thought of being separated from me, even for a few seconds.

This made me ponder on the complexities of the parent-child relationship. What was it that sometimes drove children to turn against their parents, especially in old age? Was it the stress of livelihood, the pressures of marriage, or something else entirely?

As I thought about this, I realized that being a responsible mother isn't just about providing for my child's physical needs, but also about nurturing his emotional and psychological well-being. It is about creating a safe, loving, and supportive environment where he could grow and thrive.

I made a silent prayer, not just for myself, but for all mothers out there who are striving to build strong, loving relationships with their children. I prayed that we would remain vigilant and committed to our roles, and that our children would always know that they were loved, cherished, and valued.

As Princewill looked up at me with his big, round eyes, I knew that I would do everything in my power to ensure that our bond remained strong and unbreakable. I would cherish every moment with him, and work tirelessly to create a lifelong connection that would bring joy and happiness to both of us. And as I scooped Princewill up in my arms, feeling his warm, little body snuggle into mine, I knew that the joys of motherhood is truly a blessing from above.