The perks of being a werewolf is that you can survive days without sleep and this is also a perk of being a woman with a newborn baby because eventually, this is a second night that I’m staying up all night to take care of Day. The guest bedroom of the house was rushly made into the nursery room but for some reason, Day would not let me go. She would immediately cry when she realizes that I am not in the same room and I don’t even know how she manages to sense that. There are times when she’s okay being in the arms of my parents or Zyla and I can do other stuff in the house like raid the kitchen, work in my bedroom, do my business in the bathroom, take a bath or do the laundry but Day would not last for more than an hour.
However, do not get me wrong because I really have no complains about all of it because I am her mother and Day is just too adorable to also refuse. It’s just that everything is much unexpected on my part. When I found out that I was pregnant, it caused fear to everyone because of how my stomach grew and that is the main reason as to why my whole being could not process the fact that I am going to be a mother. I carried Day for only a week while the other mothers carried their child for 6-9 months, werewolves carry them for 6 months the least. They have enough time to sort things out in their mind and enough time to bond with their child in their stomach, I didn’t have any of that. If I could describe what I’m actually feeling, I am unprepared and shocked of this turn of events in my life. But I love Day, unconditionally, and I think I just need time to get used to how things are going to be from now on. I looked down on the sleeping Day and smiled at how she really looks a bit like me.
“Is she asleep?” I suddenly heard mom’s voice and I looked up to see her peeking inside.
“Mom it’s like 2 in the morning. Why are you still up? Did we wake you?” I asked worriedly because Day was on her crying fit earlier.
“Don’t worry, I stayed up for work but your dad woke up when Day cried.” Mom laughed. “It was just like when Zyla was still a baby. Your dad would open his eyes just as Zyla would open her mouth to cry.”
“I don’t think Zyla cried like Day though.” I said as I tried to remember baby Zyla.
“No, Zyla was quiet even when she was a baby and since she can’t talk, she only cried when she needed something.” Mom came closer to take a look at Day. “Why did she cry?”
“I laid her down on her crib to go the bathroom, she was already crying when I came back. I’m really curious as to how she always know that I’m not in the room.”
“It’s the bond between the two of you. The same bond that we have as a mother and daughter. They say that that bond is the strongest when the child is in the infant stage.”
I turned quiet after that as we watched Day. There is something about watching babies that you could never grow tired of.
“It’s just that…I don’t think I’m not yet ready to do the mother thing. Sometimes, I don’t know what or how to do things.” I opened up to my mother as I laid the deeply asleep Day on her crib.
“But that’s just it Zoya. The job description for being a mother doesn’t require any experience. The children just appear and you are just required to be there for them because they won’t have anyone else but you, their mother.” My mom looked at me. “Even if this happened so suddenly for you, it doesn’t make any difference because only the celestial know how much I questioned myself if I was ready, if I can do it or if I can be a good mother when I was carrying all of you. It only made things worse that your dad was not with me when I was pregnant with you and Zane so I can understand your doubts now.”
“Have you ever forgiven dad for doing all those things in the past?”
“Oh no, I forgive him but both of us know that he still has a lot of making up to do. We were both a coward back then but your dad carries most of the blame.” Mom laughed as she took my hand and squeeze it. “But I am proud of you and Zane for not holding on to the past about your father.”
“Well it was easy because you did such a good job raising us alone for 5 years. You never badmouthed our father and you kept up his good image. There was no way we would have hated our father. He’s a good father but what he did to you is inexcusable. I just…just don’t know if I can do the same for Day you know. Be strong and paint her non-existent father in a good light because he…” I trailed off and just shrugged at my mother.
“Because he left you? Your mate?” I looked at my mother with surprise. She smiled.
“How-“
“I’m your mother and I’m smart. Besides, I went through the same thing so I think I can recognize that kind of desperation and defeat when I see it.”
“Oh mom…”
“I’m hating that unknown man for doing this to you but it’s better this way isn’t it? It’s better if we let go of someone who doesn’t want to be with us. Forcing people to stay will just backfire in the long term.”
Mom is right (as always). Josh might not have a choice because of his coven and for the sake of his species but it was also for the better that he let go of me earlier. If we continued then it would have been harder to let go especially because we are mates, individuals who are meant to be together.