We have often been told about mothers being the epitome of sacrifice, symbol of unconditional love and an Akshaya Patra of patience. Going by those definitions, I was quite unsure if I would make it to the cut. However, despite never envisioning myself as the maternal type, I found myself unexpectedly drawn to motherhood as my thirties approached – perhaps a mix of societal expectations and an inexplicable inner shift. And though the journey since then has had its share of ups and downs and will continue to be so, the chaos and the cuddles does make your life interesting, and ironically more streamlined. If I had to pick the top three changes motherhood brought into my life, in no particular order, it would be this: 1) my once self-absorbed thoughts now orbit around my children, keeping me on my toes and surprisingly engaged, 2) there is this whole new vibe of routine, discipline, and healthier choices – you gotta be up and at ’em to get them ready for school and fed right! And 3) when I am sad, frustrated or plain bored – a bear hug, a peck on the cheek or even a playful squabble is all that is needed to lift my mood instantly, every time! Happy Mother’s Day!