Of PEBIAP and Mom tag

In the past few weeks many of my blogposts have disappeared due to a condition identified as PEBIAP.
PEBIAP? Ok. you know the PEBKAC problem right? This is similar to that except the problem here, exists between Inspiration and post. It happens like this: I am in conversation with someone and right in the middle of a sentence I get the inspiration for a blog post - a potentially awesome one. Few hours later, I sit down to post it only to discover that the idea is gone without a trace. Must be the heat in Bengaluru this year - even ideas evaporate!

But I seem to be getting worse in this department even by my standards - even when people give me a tag and tell me what I have to do I end up staring at the key board. Just write a post of your own (5 things that you love about being a mom - this is the easy part; but there is a difficult part which follows:find someone to link to and tag - someone from your own country, if you like, but definitely someone from another country
When Itchingtowrite, Hiphopgrandmom and Mama-mia tagged me with this, I went and checked most blogs I read and found that practically everyone has done this tag. And the few who haven't are not moms or they are dads!
So I am just going to do the easy part and tell you 5 things I love about being a mom:

1. Even as a child my son was very sensitive and mature in dealing with his peers. Other mothers somehow assumed that I had some role to play in this and praised me on how well I had brought him up. Although I had no clue what I had done and why I was getting credit for his balanced personality, I did not hesitate to accept it all with a lot of grace. (Or you could call it shamelessness. It all boils down to perspective!)

2. Watching him grow up has been like a repeat experience of all those phases for me. I had been through the phases as a girl and now I was seeing things from a boy's perspective.

3. This is one relationship where the love is totally unconditional and both parties can be totally themselves without any pretences. It is these kind of relationships that help preserve one's sanity in one's life.

4. From the time he became an adult, it has been like having a good friend to talk to about anything under the sun and get a fresh perspective on it - full of positive energy unsullied by the cynicism of my age and experience. It is like letting fresh breeze take away the cobwebs in my mind.

5.It is a wonderful feeling to be that special person in his life - someone he knows he can depend on no matter what, someone who will never judge him, someone with whom he can openly discuss his failings and failures; because he knows that whatever he is, he will still be the most wonderful son in the world for her.