Child’s play

While taking a walk in my balcony, I felt a kick inside my tummy. My papa, who was silently gazing ahead, turned around and asked what happened. I said, “Nothing papa, it’s the little one kicking!” His face relaxed.
I had come over to my parents’ home after a very long time after my wedding.
“Tell me what do you dream of these days?” papa asked. I smiled and said, “I dream persistently about my little one and what I would do for him or her.” “And what are they?” papa asked. “I dream about his little eyes, ears, hands and spine within me. He is my dream that is growing within my confines. And then, I have big dreams, of course, to let my kid pursue his or her cherished dreams. I dream of being the ideal mom for my child, papa,” I said.
“So, papa, you tell me; did you and mom have similar dreams for me and my brother?”
“Hmm...yes, your mom did draw up a big list. As for me, the biggest dream I had for both of you was to make every moment of your lives worth living. Giving you the best I could, giving you the freedom of letting you do what you would like to do and instilling a sense of responsibility in you guys,” he said.
I felt a gush of unprecedented love for my papa. My papa held my hand and asked, “So, you want to be an ideal mom, isn’t it? “Yes, papa,” I said.
“Since we are human beings and in the process of living a life to meet what we dream for our children, we unfortunately begin to nurture expectations. And, when there are expectations, together with a sense of attachment, we land up having disagreements. It’s unfortunate. Always remember, dreams and reality may not always converge. Some of your dreams may not come true, but do fantasise once in a while. And these anchors will make you realise you that living your life with your children is the most wonderful thing,” he said.