A mother’s hopes for her daughter begins in her womb. She keeps hoping that the baby is a girl, mostly if her elder siblings are all boys. She starts imagining how she would pamper her and train her. She goes for the best baby clothes, gives her the best baby food, keeps her from harm and delights to see her play with other young baby girls.
A mother holds her daughter’s hands and takes her to school. She hopes to give her the best kind of education that she can afford. She wants her to grow into a mature woman. She keeps an eye on her to ensure that no evil men kill her dreams. She nurtures her and teaches her how to become female, not just a girl. and tells her what the society expects of her.
A mother feels great when her daughter steps into puberty. She feels even greater to see her live a normal life like other ladies. A wise mother doesn’t advise her daughter to look for men. She teaches her how to handle them and keep her distance.
It’s the joy of every mother to see her daughter graduate with excellent grades and get a good job. To see her help her family raise her siblings. And finally, it’s the joy of every mother to see her daughter cross the bridge in a holy matrimony. And at that point, she keeps hoping to hold her grandchild soon enough.
That’s the joy of my mother too