The kids were asked to discuss the topic "ambition" in class.
Little Charis, the youngest in class stood up for her turn.
"My ambition is to be a mommy"
Oh. didn't the class have a good laugh! -The boys especially!
"Silly Charis!, Being a mommy is not an occupation!!"
" You can't be a mommy! You get no money! hahahha"
Charis sat down quietly.
For the past two weeks, I've been given the opportunity to act as the mommy of the house.
Our real mommy was not around. No worries, nothing fatal happened, she just needed to be somewhere else.
I did what most mommy's did.
- I made it a point to cook at least one meal a day.
- I cleaned something new each day.
- I chauffeured the siblings around for tuition and their appointments (Spuggy had play dates)
- I made sure all school work was done and did revision.
- I did grocery shopping
Do you really want to know everything I did? NO? I thought so.
By the end of week 1, I was regretting ever agreeing to do it.
Who in the right mind would give up their entire life to cleaning, chauffeuring, nagging and re-cleaning? Adding to that, I had absolutely no time left for myself. And this is even after having various machines around the house to help me!
Being something as simple as a mom- one would think is a piece of cake.
"Just give birth only lah! Then *poof!* you're a mom"
HAHAHA NO. Its TAKES BALLS ! And tons and gallons of energy. And patience. And sacrifice.
I tried finding a reason why a sane person would want to spend their entire life like this.
The only logical reason I could think of is love.
Because nothing else can drive a person to give so much of themselves other than love.
So to all the moms out there I'd like to salute you
- for keeping the house clean when no ones else wanted to help you
- for all the quick showers you had to take because something else needed your attention
- for all the canceled outings with your friends because you needed to chauffeur us around
- for your constant prayers even though we are a pain in the butt
- for shopping in Tesco instead of getting those new pair of shoes
- for the freedom you had to sacrifice to take on this full time job
but most importantly, for your unfailing love. I know us, kids, never tell you this enough (cause we have egos bigger than Mount Himalaya), but we're really thankful for the amount of sacrifice you made, just to be our moms.
My hope is that one day, I'll be as brave as you mom, and have kids of my own.
The kids were asked to discuss the topic "ambition" in class.
Little Charis, the youngest in class stood up for her turn.
"My ambition is to be a mommy"
Oh. didn't the class have a good laugh! -The boys especially!
"Silly Charis!, Being a mommy is not an occupation!!"
" You can't be a mommy! You get no money! hahahha"
Charis sat down quietly.
For the past two weeks, I've been given the opportunity to act as the mommy of the house.
Our real mommy was not around. No worries, nothing fatal happened, she just needed to be somewhere else.
I did what most mommy's did.
- I made it a point to cook at least one meal a day.
- I cleaned something new each day.
- I chauffeured the siblings around for tuition and their appointments (Spuggy had play dates)
- I made sure all school work was done and did revision.
- I did grocery shopping
Do you really want to know everything I did? NO? I thought so.
By the end of week 1, I was regretting ever agreeing to do it.
Who in the right mind would give up their entire life to cleaning, chauffeuring, nagging and re-cleaning? Adding to that, I had absolutely no time left for myself. And this is even after having various machines around the house to help me!
Being something as simple as a mom- one would think is a piece of cake.
"Just give birth only lah! Then *poof!* you're a mom"
HAHAHA NO. Its TAKES BALLS ! And tons and gallons of energy. And patience. And sacrifice.
I tried finding a reason why a sane person would want to spend their entire life like this.
The only logical reason I could think of is love.
Because nothing else can drive a person to give so much of themselves other than love.
So to all the moms out there I'd like to salute you
- for keeping the house clean when no ones else wanted to help you
- for all the quick showers you had to take because something else needed your attention
- for all the canceled outings with your friends because you needed to chauffeur us around
- for your constant prayers even though we are a pain in the butt
- for shopping in Tesco instead of getting those new pair of shoes
- for the freedom you had to sacrifice to take on this full time job
but most importantly, for your unfailing love. I know us, kids, never tell you this enough (cause we have egos bigger than Mount Himalaya), but we're really thankful for the amount of sacrifice you made, just to be our moms.
My hope is that one day, I'll be as brave as you mom, and have kids of my own.
I started this blog in February 2005 not knowing a thing about blogging. Honestly, go read my past entries, they're beyond embarrassing. Throughout the years, this blog
has been a channel for me to jot down my most inner thoughts and everything else that came to mind; happy and sad, thoughtful and silly,exciting and boring,funny and whatstheoppositeoffunny?.
This blog has been, if I might say, a documentary of me growing up and it is always a pleasure for me to share it with all of you.
I do hope you are edified and encouraged through my simple jottings.
