
Ironically, I do understand how working mums have to make sacrifices and learn how to balance family life and work. And yet, I hesitate... Sometimes I wonder, is it really worth the money I bring home for the time of my kids' lives which I will never, ever get to experience again? How much money is equivalent to it, really...?
One of my worst fears is one day to turn around and see that I have missed them, missed most of their growing up lives, and what I see are just adult faces looking at me and calling me Ibu. How would that feel I wonder?
Don't get me wrong, I love what I do. But I'm really wondering how to truly balance between family and work. So that I get to perform at work and yet raise a happy and loving family. What if there is no way such thing?
Ooh the challenges of parenting. It was so much easier when I was growing up. We were fed, clothed, sent and picked up from school. She would always be there for anything. I always took that for granted. In fact, when I first got married I didn't want to work because I wanted to be like my mother, nevermind the degree and masters degree that I had then. For me, it was family first. But then tragedy struck and I had nothing to hold on to. I didn't have a job, I didn't know the first thing about paying bills and ...living a life. I had no life so to speak...
So I became a superwoman. I did everything, learned everything. Now that I'm there where I want to be. I'm wondering, what if... One day... this is all there is? How would I react when my heart asks myself when did my children grow up. Because the last time I checked, they were just babies....
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