MAMA: – you are the best.

Nine months! One, two, three… Nine!

I cannot even lug myself to the gym for nine straight days.

This theme whets my appetite and I wonder why it took me so long to write about the beautiful, ‘mothers.’

I really can’t explain to you the standard definition of a mother since we all have different pictures of who a mother is or ought to be.

To some, she might be a super hero dressed in a super-man costume, who always saves the day, sorry the world. To some, she is the provider – the food we gobble down, she prepares. She is like the merchant ships, bringing her food from afar, sometimes really getting up while it’s still dark. The clothes we don, she sewed them up. The bed we lie, she makes the coverings and tucks us at night. Remember falling asleep in the couch and when the cock crows and begins its chorus dawn, you find yourself in the bedroom? Try falling asleep today in the couch and let me know where you awake from. To some she is the protector, while to others she’s the priest, provider and promoter of the house – she blesses your going and coming. She is the one that believes in you and inspires you to aspire for greater heights in life. That’s what a mother is to most of us.

There is a story that goes; a young boy ardently asked the father what a ‘man’ really meant. The dad instantly told the son that a man is someone who provides for the family; made sure everything is okay and provided security to the household. Being satisfied with the riposte, young boy then replied, “When I grow up I want to be a man just like mom.”

Would you like to hear my perspective of who a mother really is? Okay.