A mother caring for her baby is an act of love purest in nature. No other form of love comes close. Not the love between a father and a child, a husband and a wife, a girl and a boy. Nothing comes close in purity, sanctity and eternity.

It’s one of the nature’s most basic insticts and one of the human’s most selfless emotion combined.

Human babies need to be cared the longest. They take months to start crawling. A year to start walking. And decades to learn the way of the world. They need caring, protection and handholding through most of this period. The result: a wholesome adult. Responsible for his/her decisions, actions and life. A grownup, yet learning to grow more. Pursuing life for its purpose.

It can be a lot of work getting a baby to a person. And fortunately, we get a lot of years to mould them, help them and discover them. In the initial years, mother is close, physically and psychologically. As the baby is growing up, the father also starts mothering him/her. And together, the parents shape a life. Nothing else in life offers such an opportunity for love, work and long term commitment. It’s awesome.