When a father leaves home for a few days for work, he packs his bags, kiss the kids and wife goodbye .. and leaves.
when a mother leaves home for a few days for work, she
1. makes sure the kids food are readily available for the next few days,
2. makes sure their logistics are sorted while she's not around
3. makes sure there are clean clothes for the husband and kids
4. prepares detailed instructions on what to do for the husband about the kids
5. packs her bag
and then leaves.
Saturday, November 24, 2012
Monday, November 5, 2012
4th Quarter
Rough 4th quarter of the year. Hence my absence in the blogsphere. Missed my dateline to register for my exams. A blessing in disguise it was. Otherwise I have no idea how I'm going to find the time to study.
Due to what's been happening in my professional and personal life, I now have a better perspective of what I want to do with my life. What makes me truly happy.
Now its a matter of setting up goals. A relatively new thing for someone who has always lived her life one day at a time. I have no idea how to start. Sounds easy isn't it. Set a target and pursue it. How come i find it difficult to commit to it.
But the year has not ended yet. And there are still loads to do. Im hoping that by the year end things would have settled by then. I sooo need a break from work.
Azalia will turn 6 next year. Just one more year before she enters primary school. I still need more time to be a better mother for her but she's growing up so fast. Time. That's one thing I'm lacking these days.
Arfan is currently the apple of my eye. My source of joy whenever I'm feeling down. Don't get me wrong I love both of my kids unconditionally but Azalia is at that stage where she's testing my patience everyday where as Arfan simply lights up everytime he sees me and that makes my day every single day.
Yes. This is what makes me happy. My kids. To see them grow and develop into happy, strong individuals. To love and be loved by them. I pray they become the best muslim and muslimah they can ever be.
Due to what's been happening in my professional and personal life, I now have a better perspective of what I want to do with my life. What makes me truly happy.
Now its a matter of setting up goals. A relatively new thing for someone who has always lived her life one day at a time. I have no idea how to start. Sounds easy isn't it. Set a target and pursue it. How come i find it difficult to commit to it.
But the year has not ended yet. And there are still loads to do. Im hoping that by the year end things would have settled by then. I sooo need a break from work.
Azalia will turn 6 next year. Just one more year before she enters primary school. I still need more time to be a better mother for her but she's growing up so fast. Time. That's one thing I'm lacking these days.
Arfan is currently the apple of my eye. My source of joy whenever I'm feeling down. Don't get me wrong I love both of my kids unconditionally but Azalia is at that stage where she's testing my patience everyday where as Arfan simply lights up everytime he sees me and that makes my day every single day.
Yes. This is what makes me happy. My kids. To see them grow and develop into happy, strong individuals. To love and be loved by them. I pray they become the best muslim and muslimah they can ever be.
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