Having have become a mom not very long ago, a lot has been changing. Apart from the obvious physical and chemical changes, I’ve noticed a change in perspective too.

A perspective change, specifically, in the way I look at women.

The way I look at women, now is far different from what it used to be. The way I look at women is now tinted with a very different colour now.

The way I look at women, now:

• She is fighting battles that no one (not even other women) can see
• She has strength that not even she is aware of
• She has carried and grown a life in her body, faced trauma like no other, and started nurturing right next minute
• She is responsible for the future generation of her family and society, and stays humble in front of a child and its tantrums
• She is learning to unlearn herself each day in order to embrace the new version of herself she is just being introduced to
• She is busy with no time for herself, pulling all nighters for months at a stretch
• She is rediscovering her body on multiple levels
• She is pushing boundaries even minute of the day
• She is constantly balancing her need to bolt and her amazement towards this little human and her life (if she has any at the moment)
• She is a goddess and she doesn’t even know it

PS: listening to “God Is A Woman” and meaning it like never before 😉