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The first time I held my daughter in my arms, that was the beginning of my adult years. In fact, my whole life changed, as seeing my daughter became sort of like a wake-up call to aim higher and aspire more. In that moment, there was nothing I wanted more than to be a mom.

Notably, during my ultrasound session in one of my antenatal appointments at the time, I was shown my daughter on the monitor as she played with her fingers. It was more like an awww moment for me, and despite not capturing the full details of her face, she was the most beautiful being in that moment, and I indeed felt like the luckiest woman alive to be her host.

Fast forward to recent time, my mom brought out our photo album the other day to air-dry it from damp. Not having much that I was doing, I used that free time to take several trips down memory lane by having a glimpse of our old photos. I saw several pictures of me ranging from my infancy to my adult years.

As I flipped through the album, it was my daughter asking what life was like before I had her. Never knew she was watching too, as I thought she was distracted. But then her question reminded me of the need to always watch over my shoulders.

You see, motherhood for me is like walking on eggshells, or rather, should I say, glass. Being a mother to my daughter, it dawned on me that I was no longer living for myself, and as such, I have to be very careful with my actions. Not that I was reckless before, but the need to be cautious was heightened the moment I saw another life was dependent on me.

For what is worth, my motherhood journey is more like a self discovery. You'd think I am the teacher but I am infact the student.

Honestly, I can't tell if I'm doing a 100% good at my job as a mom. Infact sometimes I ask my daughter for a review and interestingly she is always giving me a thumbs up.

Well, I can only hope that I keep getting the thumbs up because sometimes it get's really frustrating and it's me feeling like the bad guy with how I handle the situation. The good thing is, there is my daughter apologizing if she's in the wrong and there is also her talking about her feelings when she feels offended.

You know this practice has really made me self aware and more in control of my emotions because I also apologise whenever she talks to me about her displeasures. But then sometimes, I still explain to her the need to be stern in my disciplinary actions. She might not like it but she appreciates my explanation.

In all, I look forward to continue being her best friend and getting random high five's as the best mom in the world.