eternal migration

i was tempted to write "victims of" in the heading but have abstained for the time being...
i mean us, the women, regardless of the country of our birth, we are born into a family, raised there and in adulthood married to another family, with the expectation that we will strike roots immediately... that's the first huge change in our lives... everything from the people to the surroundings to as mundane things as food, habits, all are different...
we adjust in silence... i mean the effort, in most cases, does not show... it is not supposed to... though, in all fairness, even the new family adjusts to the newcomer, but by sheer methematical sense, while the newcomer adjusts to an entire family, that entire family takes in only one new member... so the emotional and physical effort is more for us... the most painful aspect of this transition is the attitude of our own ilk... since all women have done this, so the pain of the new person is never appreciated... mental migration, i call it.
then comes childbirth... the process is long enough... nine months of new feelings every day and the person closest to us (our husbands) cannot feel anything since they are not going thorough the same things... then the actual birth... with the new bundle of joy comes the challenge of understanding what that tiny one is trying to say by just one language -- crying... is it hunger? is it colic pain? is it painful bowels/urine?... maternal instinct in demand... nights and days become one while trying to make the tiny tot grow, get the neck stiff, balance while she is trying to sit, crawl (mine crawled backwards first... what the hell, we thought???)... stand, walk... endless changes... till we live...
added to all these are job changes of the better halves, new locations... again adjustment in a jiffy, set the home, adjust the kid to the new surroundings, new school... and get back to work, most often even look for a job anew...
going by all of these, should we not celebrate ourselves a little more? think of it, folks.