What keeps you going when you feel like you can’t do anymore? Let me give a quick rundown of my life, I work a career job m-f, go to school m-th, and work a second job Sunday nights. Oh an somewhere in there manage to find time to raise my son and do all the daily house chores and life errands. So when Sunday night rolls again and I am exhausted and I have just gotten home from being on my feet for five hours and I still homework what do I do?
Well lets be honest, I want to crawl in bed with son and dream of how fast the hours pass until morning comes and start it all over again. But instead … Continue reading
Lately I have been feeling like I am a bad mom … I have spent a lot of time trying to figure out what it is that has been making me feel like that because I know I am not a bad mom. After spending some time in my own head I began to put the words “bad mom” and “not enough time” together.
Let me run you through my typical day… alarm goes off a 5:30, get ready leave for work by 6:40 get off work around 3:30 get home by 4:00 then leave for school by 4:50 and return home between 8:00-10:00 depending on the night. So where does my son fit in there? Most nights I get home and he is already sleeping, most mornings he wakes up as I am leaving so that leaves the hour I have between work and school … so what happens when I get home and I’m holding him and he starts crying… he won’t stop, isn’t a mom supposed to calm her child? But all he wants is his dad (his dad stays home and takes care of him all day. Hence trigger the “bad mom” feeling… Continue reading
Do you remember those screaming kids on the place? You listen to them cry as you quietly think to yourself, why don’t their parents make them stop crying. I have spent many flights irritated because I was listening to crying babies, didn’t the parents realize I was trying to sleep, or trying to do homework? Well fast forward a couple years and here I am about board a four hour flight with an 11 week old… Continue reading
Traveling with a baby. Sounds easy right? HAHA You are kidding yourself if you think that. I am about to take my 11 week old baby on a four hour flight to visit family, when I booked the tickets I did not know what I was signing up for! I decide to carry the baby in my lap so I don’t have to pay for an extra ticket so that means dad gets two bags, mom gets two bags, baby gets a car seat and stroller. Five days of stuff, that many bags, no problem. Oh wait one problem the baby requires A LOT of stuff. Continue reading
From the time I found out I was pregnant people started preaching to me you need to start realizing you aren’t living for you anymore but for your child, you will start to change your way of living because now it’s about what’s best for him. By the time I was six months pregnant I didn’t get it, I was merely nodding my head saying oh yea I know what you mean. Was I a bad parent because I hadn’t changed my life decisions to be for my son yet?
So here I was supposed to be starting my last year of my MBA program and I was six and half months pregnant, what was I supposed to do? Continue reading
This one is for my sister…
I have a younger sister who is my best friend, but it hasn’t always been that way … we used to get along and tolerate each other simply because we were family and we had to. Now I don’t think I could function without her, plain and simple my life does not make sense without her. It showed me as you grow up so do your relationships and the role people play in your life.
This week was a tough week for my sister; better put the last 9 months have been tough for my sister. Her husband was deployed in Afghanistan, oh and I failed to mention my sister is a wonderful mother to my adorable 17 month old nephew, so do the math … my nephew was without his father during the ages of 9 months till now and my sister was without her husband. He was supposed to be home Sunday morning, which became Sunday afternoon, which became Sunday evening, which became Monday morning, which turned into Monday night at 10pm.
My entire life I have said I will know I am successful when I have made my parents proud, only one problem with that, my parents are always proud of me. As much as I may have spent my life hearing this it wasn’t until I became a mother myself that I became to grasp how strong a mother’s love really is. It made me reflect back on my own life and wonder does my mom really get enough credit?
Through every decision I have made in my life, good or bad, my mom has been the one to pick me up and put me back together, she has been my strength and my support. She has taught me everything she knows and honestly I don’t think I have given her enough credit. Becoming a mom myself, opened my eyes to a whole new light.