Before I decided to quit my job I would imagine what it would be like to be a SAHM (Stay-at-home-mom). Would I be able to live such life, would I learn to love domesticity? Would I enjoy raising my daughter and carrying out the many responsibilities? I was scared that I could not do it and even more petrified that everything would turn perfect at first but not for long. I had too many thoughts because I abhor the idea of living in regrets and disappointments later.
So now… looking back the first day I stayed home with my daughter makes me smile. I thought the days would always be boring and dragging but it turned to be handful at the same time exciting. I own my time, I manage my home, sometimes the chores can wait, and I can go to places with my little travel buddy… (thanks God for assigning me to look after a total angel!) I plan and execute such the way I wanted; above all I don’t do things I don’t like to just to make on a deadline!
And thanks too that I have an ultra-understanding and super supportive partner in all I do and plan to do with a bonus of sympathetic parents and in-laws. Without them, staying at home would be so taxing!
There are days that I wanted the old routine but just one look at my toddler and my not so grown garden, I shake off the idea. True, financially, I longed sometimes the amount I received from being an employee but I don’t think I could buy the days I have now from such earnings! I would be a hypocrite if I don’t miss the old days because I enjoyed both the chaotic and harmonious toils I had with the different people I dealt with and those I became friends with. It’s just sometimes we grow either with the same people and environment or away with them. As for me this is perhaps my road to there and I am happy with this travel.