The transition to motherhood is a profound step in a woman's life. One day she is "just a woman", and then literally overnight, whether she gives birth or adopts, she becomes someone's mother. She enters this new territory with a concept of what "mother" means based on her own childhood, perceived expectations from others, and the media. For nine months, the pregnant woman gets to "play" with the idea of what it will be like when the baby comes. She imagines how she will be as a mother, maybe idealizing herself a bit. She swears that she won't make the mistakes she sees others making.
Suddenly, the marriage changes as well. There is this other person, the father or partner going through his own internal identity crisis. Both living under the same roof, sometimes having conflicting ideas of what should be done from minute to minute. During the baby's first night home, reality strikes. Just as our new mother is drifting off to sleep, still exhausted and recuperating from the birth, the baby cries. "Do I really have to get up now?" the new mom wonders.. Because the father is there.........especially when the father is like our mayu.......