Mother's Day, by Archana Nagarajan

She came home to find pink flowers everywhere. Pink gerberas lined the hallway, the dining table was pink with roses, there was even a vase of pink poinsettias atop the bathroom counter. Her husband had gone all out to make her feel special on Mother’s Day, the one day she wept while mums around her celebrated their gifts of pattering feet, messy homes and non-stop chores. Later, she went to the bathroom to freshen up. The note was tucked between the poinsettias:
“The moment you let someone into your heart, you become a mother. Pregnancy and childbirth are just after-effects.”