My morning cup of tea

As my morning cup of tea is getting cold on the table, It’s just another busy day as a mother and the endless feeding and rocking session for a day has just begun. My morning cup of tea is a silent witness to this new role of mine. Gone are the days when this cup of tea saw me in another role as a teenager, a college student who really didn’t have any burden of any sort but still felt the whole world was my responsibility. I think as a student the only responsibility I had was to study well, atleast that’s what my parent s often said and asked me to do. And I remember my mother who used to take care preparing my breakfast and morning cup of tea and kept calling me to have it before it gets cold. And me usually busy with either studying or browsing or reading or just anything else would say “m coming in another 5 min or 2 min”. And there again my innocent cup of tea would wait for me till it becomes cold and would need a reheating. Little did I care about it. As a young working lady who has a new found financial independence, things were slighty different at this stage. I was in a hurry to get to work and would ask mom to bring my breakfast and cup of tea as soon as possible. And soon she would serve it so piping hot that I hardly had the time to finish my cup of tea and would leave it unfinished. There again was a ignored cup of tea. Marriage brought a lot of changes in my life, when I decided to quit work and concentrate in my own family, only to realize how different was a homemaker’s life. Now there was no mom to prepare breakfast or tea for me. I will have to hurry to make breakfast and pack lunch for my hubby hurrying to work. I take diligent care to make and serve breakfast and tea for my dear hubby once again ignoring the faultless cup of tea, who waits for me to have it before it gets and cold and never did I have it before reheating. All this is no comparision to what the cup of tea is going to witness when I become a mother. This takes a dramatic change as all my eating, sleeping, doing chores schedule will depend directly of that little bundle of joy I brought home. These days there is less concentration on anything else . Morning tea is prepared by my hubby while I’ll be handling the diaper changes and feeding and some kitchen chores simultaneously. By the time my hubby is ready to leave for work, I will be done with my breakfast but would be just short in time for my morning tea, because my daughter’s nap time would coincide and once again my tea which is already reheated is getting cold again and seems like silently smiling at me and telling there is still more to come – This is just another morning in the journey of life…..