Parenting Is A Scary Ride

I have twin girls: 

Both are young and beautiful,

But characteristically poles apart; 

I gave them the same food: 

Yet, one girl eats a lot,

Plays a lot and be adventurous,

Jumps before she thinks;

The other one is elegant,

Picky in eating, 

Self-managed, self-disciplined,

Playful yet cautious;

One always ends up in trouble: 

The other day she went out

And fell down and broke her teeth 

She came back home

With no noise and kept silent

And back on her feet in a couple of days.

The other one is scared to leave the home;

She never goes out without me,

She wants me always around her, 

She looks up to me

And believes I am her everything...

I never restrict any of them:

For trying out new food,

Or exploring their surroundings,

Or making new friends;

I don’t like to teach them life lessons -

I believe, life has an exclusive way of teaching 

Every individual with a unique lesson.

In fact, I am comfortable with the one,

Who never listens or bothers to be safe,

Who explores, falls and gets bruised,

Who also learns to get back and be normal!

But I am scared of the one

Who obeys ardently and stays next to me, 

Who watches me with wide-open eyes of wonder,

When I walk or talk or work or even break:

That makes me so uncomfortable:

What if I can’t give answers

To all her questions?!?

What if I fail to live up to her expectation?!?

I rank as a careless and irresponsible mom

In the social yardstick of parenting...

Indeed, parenting is never a cakewalk;

I learn so many things,

I watch numerous parenting techniques,

Yet I often fail to apply them practically

Parenting is not a skill or technique,

Can be trained or learned;

It is an art:

Spontaneous, arbitrary, unique and creative!

I am still bound to a few cliche patterns...

Inbuilt inside me unconsciously and habitually;

Creativity sometimes works,

But every time it scares the hell out of me...

I neither teach them religion nor introduce the idea of God:

As I still have not figured them out myself.

I teach them to enjoy the weather both shine and rain,

Teach them not to harm other living beings,

And enjoy everything they do;

Yet, it takes so much to keep them away from:

My possessiveness, insecurities, and helplessness!

I am scared of society - 

When they spread their wings in the air

They must enjoy the ride,

Rather than measuring their wings with fellow birds...