Parenthood is one of the few jobs where you can get away with doing what even in your own eyes might be a shabby job and yet see pride in the eyes of the ’employer’.
I am delivering the Bean to her classroom and the Brat who starts school 15 minutes before her, catches a glimpse of me from the assembly hall.
His face lights up, a big grin breaks out and he yanks his teacher’s kurta and pointing to me with pride and joy he says, ‘Look, there’s MY mamma..’ Loud enough for a few others to stop what they were doing and look at this object of his pride and love.
I stop and wave to him. And I don’t know if I said it out loud, but it ran through my head for sure, ‘And LOOK! That is my terrific son!’
Did I say parenthood is one of the few jobs where you don’t have to do much to earn pride? Well then, babyhood is the other. I don’t think the Brat needs to do much – I just shine with pride each time I look at him.