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J and K, back to back.

I don’t really confuse my life, particularly my home life, from everyone else’s. I mean, of course, I really try not to confuse it. What works for me may not work for someone else, and what works for someone may not work for me.

I admit that after the birth of my second child, managing my home life got more challenging. Of course, it’s expected. But to actually go through it, you can’t help but actually say it or write it down. Hihi. I was grateful of the 78–day maternity leave though because I got to bond with and breastfed my newborn daughter in her first three months. I got to bond with my first child, too, as I was always at home. I was always there on her way to school and as she goes home from school. It’s priceless, we know.

Then, I had to go back to work. It’s never an option for me to stay home. It’s not a wise idea even if I work home based. Even if I would earn the same amount of money I’m earning or probably more, my family needs the benefits. And essentially, I love my job. In short, I love what it does for me (including my well–being) and my family. So there’s no time for me to sulk and reflect, “I can’t bear it when someone else takes care of my infant baby when I’m not home.” Because you know, I can bear that. Truly, we all can bear that, can’t we? Really?

Between the time I got back to work and a few months ago, my family went through that stage of discovering what could work for the household or not. There were yaya woes, and of course, extended family’s, too. It was physically exhausting and mentally draining. There were suggestions of letting the children stay in the hometown. If it were not an option for me to stay home, it is also never an option for us not to stay together especially me and the kids. I’ve had enough of that when I had to leave my first child for some time when I went back to Cebu to work full–time years ago. It’s a long story. In short, there were lessons learned.

Until now, I’m still learning to let go of some small things I’d normally fret about. Take for instance, have my pre–schooler bathe the night before so we won’t have to have her take a bath before going to school. The result is less stressful mornings for everyone. Then another example is me publicly commuting to and fro work. I don’t know about you but I don’t like driving that much. It makes me so stressed I’d usually find myself tired by the time I’m home. =( Besides, it’s much practical this way now that gas prices keep soaring up. :hide:

I don’t exactly know why I’m writing this. I guess I’m writing this down just to give you a glimpse of my so–called "kamuritsing layp". Haha! Also I guess I’m writing this down to prove to me that life can always get better…eventually…if you act out.

Have a great week, everyone! =)