Why I wanted to be a Work-At Home Mom

Tala, my youngest daughter, very sick but managed to smile after blood samples were taken.

The other day when I was preparing to go to work, my youngest daughter told me that she likes Kiara's dad more than her dad. Kiara is her classmate in her kindergarten class. I asked her why, she said, "because everyday he dropped Kiara at school in the morning and picked her up in the afternoon" then she cried and begged me no to go to work anymore. I was dumbfounded. I realized that kids grow up only once and they need more hugs and kisses because at their young age, only few of them understands why their parents need to be away to work. I regret all the important activities in the lives of my kids that I missed because I'm away. Everyday, my daughter learns new things from school. One time, I overheard her sang a very silly song that when I asked her who taught her that she said "from a neighbor's kid". I know it's hard to live on a one-income set-up instead of both parents earning. But come to think of it, the mother goes to work, earn money, then pay someone else to take care of the kids and enjoy every moment of motherhood. I think this is a matter of choice. Being a stay at home mom doesn't just stop there. there are opportunities the will let them earn and at the same time, have to enjoy the task of being a mom. I know it would not be easy at first but bear in mind that kids were kids just once.

Friday Quotes No. 2

The great blessings of mankind are within us and within our reach. But, we shut our eyes. And, like people in the dark, we fall foul upon the very thing we search for without finding it.
- Seneca

Sometimes when we were able to get what we asked for, we tend to ask for more and we call these as blessings-the great big things to have. When we had a lot of them we’re afraid to lose them, scared that they would be taken away, then we do things so we can never lose our grasp of these material things. We spend so much time trying to get more, more, and more and more. Then we became evil. We forgot about all the real blessings that were given to us, like the laughter of our kids, our friends, our strengths, our house, our job, our blog. We just need to pause for a moment, enjoy these little blessings, and when we start counting them one by one, we will be surprised to know that it is easier to count a handful of sand than count all the blessings that we have. Let’s be thankful.