After a long week of hiatus, I am now finally back. But before anything else, please allow me to pour my heart out here in this blogpost. After the week long of hulabaloo from the crazy heat, the weeklong adventures, the crazy migraine, here I am trying to bounce back.
My kids attended the trial class workshop of Trumpets last week. It was the time where Uber have finally merged with Grab and started our dilemma. If you are a mom like me without nanny and has to bring all the children with you all the time, you know how I feel about it. But then again, it will not stop me from doing things just because convenience is out of the picture. My two kids are 6 and 7 and can understand what it is outside their house. So we ended up taking the commute (tryk and jeepney) because Grab is overly expensive and we always ended up getting cancelled. Yes, that is so annoying. Anyway, I don't mind taking PUV's, it reduces traffic from too many cars on the road plus it will help me train my kids to be street smart. The only downside to it is that, the PUV's we're taking are either outdated or the drivers are very unruly.
Moving on, despite the scorching heat, hassle having to lug the kids around while waiting for the kuya's and ate's workshop, having to deal with the youngest's tantrums, need to get myself checked by an optha, did grocery with the kids, I am proud to say, I survived them all! It wasn't easy but I did it! Now here comes the sad part, with all the hulabaloo happened I got stares that is telling me what in the crazy world was I thinking? Why don't I have a yaya? I remember writing the reasons why in this post six years ago. So technically, I am yayaless seven years now and counting. Just imagine the joy and stress I have accumulated throughout the years and note that in those years, I rarely get to rest and unwind all by myself.
The past week has been stressful enough. It was the onset of summer, the heat was unforgiving and causing my extreme migraine. I get really irritated easily when the kids fight, every single mess and the never ending chores that I have to face at home. I'm sure you will tell me, this is what I want then so be it!
After all the sacrifices and good things I have done, I am being looked upon/judged like I was the worst of the worst mom ever? I get that children will really push you to your limits but of course I am a mom and a human being capable of getting exhausted and hurt. My whole world is not with me lately. In short, I am just tired. Then there's stares. How do you expect me/other moms to feel?
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| Standing in front of the cashier at the mall without shoes on. |
Most people are looking at us like we are maltreating the children and staring how we are imposing discipline to the children. I want to raise my children behaved in the most possible way, respectful and disciplined. So I am doing the best way I know how in order for them not to grow up brats. So the only help I would like to get from other people is that to at least say a prayer for every mom. All we really need is for us to feel that we are still doing a great job despite all the challenges. After all, it takes a community to raise children.
So instead of judging parents, please, say a prayer. That is what we all need.
To all the moms out there, you are all doing a great job. Sending my prayers to you and the challenges you are facing. Everything is going to be fine.
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