The phrase 'cutting the umbilical cord', metaphorically denotes the few
intangible yet real phases in our life. A pregnancy changes a lady inside out.
She experiences a unique bond with life. She no longer is the same person.
There descends on her a sense of purpose and one way or the other she has to
start taking decisions, sometimes including whether to go ahead with the baby
or not.
These decisions strangely affect her more than it affects anyone else around. She goes through emotional roller-coaster rides that create many invisible umbilical cords. After the birth of her child the physical umbilical cord is cut and even the remnants fall off within a few days. But for the mother, to mentally cut the many invisible umbilical cords causes so much of pain and anxiety and every stage only gets tougher than the other.
When the child is past 10 months, she stops breast feeding the baby and in the process, goes through withdrawal symptoms, which a person who has quit smoking can understand to some extent. She feels that the distance between her and the child has widened.
I went to the paediatrician the day before my
daughter’s first day of school. The excuse being, I wanted to know if she was
having fever and if she could go to school the next day. The doctor simply told
me to read the poem on children written by Khalil Gibran. The first two lines
of the poem go thus:
"Your children are not your children,
They are the sons and daughters of life’s
longing for itself”.
I felt better. Umbilical cord number 3, I told
my husband, tears streaming down my cheeks.
But in time we get used to it, until they reach
the first grade, when they are away for almost 6 hours. For working mothers
this is a boon that they have been waiting for. No more running between crèches
and baby sitters. But for non-working mothers this phase is umbilical cord
number 4.
As we try and adjust to the ever changing
motherhood horizon, the girl children grow fast and when they attain maturity,
they slowly stop discussing their matters with the mother. The 5th umbilical
cord snaps! And this stage is very difficult as the mother is herself going
through mid-life crisis.
The day our children walk free with a job or
otherwise, fit enough to fend for themselves, a strange sense of pride fills
our heart. Once this feeling subsides, we realize that the 6th umbilical cord
has snapped.
The ultimate umbilical cord, the 7th one snaps
on the day our children get married and embark on their life’s journey.
Their journey and experiences with cutting the
umbilical cord will now begin. A sense of completed purpose keeps us going. We
now become a moral support as our children struggle to cut the umbilical cords,
one after the painful next.
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