All and all consisted of contrasts that day: milky patches of snow, jade, dense forest, moon about the hills and mountains and fading sunset. How beautiful! Oh, where to find words to describe that reflection of moonlight in the river. Oh divine grace of God, of His artistic heart that created a little man, a little me, and placed in the centre of such days and places as we have witnessed today.

So, I became a mother. Yet, acquiring a new role does not automatically spare one from already existing duties. Considering the fact that maternity leave in Canada lasts for almost a year, I could abandon those existing duties in favour of the significant new one, and enjoy full submerge into motherhood.

When yesterday our baby boy turned four-month old, I thought I was deep enough in the knowledge of motherhood that I could discuss the topic with wisdom in my eyes and confidence in my voice. Although it would be of utmost ridiculous to be so arrogant in reality, the first few months indeed appeared to be a lifetime.

Despite stereotypical expectations of constant discomfort, mood swings and morning nausea, my only complaint was (so far) the necessity to stay away from blue cheese, sushi and deli meats. Perhaps the absence of those typical issues that define the majority of pregnancies allowed me productive months of work, preparation of the nursery, and a harmonious mind state of acceptance and tender anticipation of my new role.