A Young Russian Mother & Her Struggle – Happy Mothers Day

Let me tell you a story about a young girl of 25. – Excerpt from Natasha a Journey to Freedom Love & Happiness
On Thursday, whilst I was standing in the supermarket I saw a beautiful
young woman- she was wearing a sleeveless tee-shirt and some long pants,
hair pulled away from her face, no makeup very natural. She had just
bought some nail vanish a little bottle – my daughter and I had had some
fun in the supermarket buying flowers, plants and also we decided to buy
some nail varnish – my daughter loves painting her nails. I told her hadn’t
she seen the other colours and she said no that she didn’t have time. I
asked why but the sadness was in her face and her eyes and she needed
some comforting.
I thought would she tell me? Well she did and told me that she was 25
and had a little baby that she was from Russia and was here all alone. I
said what a coincidence, just like me!
I had been alone my family were very far away. She told me how difficult
it was having a husband/boyfriend who didn’t help. I said I knew how
she felt. There were many nights I was by myself and I really could
understand her sadness. She told me that the baby wouldn’t stop crying
and that only today had the baby smiled.
I looked at her and said “the one who is crying is you” that little girl
inside who isn’t happy your baby knows this, can feel and sense this.
There is such a deep connection between mother and child. I know this
because if there is something wrong with me my mother knows and
worries and calls me.
I told her first she would have to look after her, even if its half an hour a
day just for her or 10 minutes in the morning and 10 minutes at night. I
told her not to think about a perfectly clean home. She is more important
than a house.
If she was happy her baby would be happy. It isn’t easy, I thought when
my first son was born that it would be straightforward but it wasn’t. I had
to fight not only for him but also for me.
She was very grateful and called me an Angel which was very nice. We
exchanged nos. and I told her I would call her next week to invite her for
a coffee and of course to meet her baby.
This is another area in motherhood – what’s happened why is she alone
suffering – what will happen to that baby if we don’t explain or help?
As all first time mothers it’s not easy, no one prepares us for motherhood,
no matter how many books, guidance etc., especially when there are
complications, or living in countries where we are left to fend for
ourselves. I´ve been there and understand.

Remembering Mothers

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