My lil man always manages to put a smile on my face no matter how hard of a day I had. He's an emotional kid and really wears his emotions on his sleeve. I love days when he's cuddly and all about mommy. Though he's not talking yet at 2.5 years, he manages to express himself in other ways. I know it will take a lot of work to get him to start talking but its something that my husband and I need to focus on before he gets too behind. I have no doubt that he will learn to talk, it's just a matter of time and a lot of hard work and dedication on my and my husband's part.
Often times I think that maybe he would be talking by now had I decided to be a stay at home mom. But I believe I am a better mom to him being a working mom. I do not think it is in my DNA to be a stay at home mom. There are times where my mind dances at the idea of being one simply to escape the stress of work. Working makes me happy and keeps me sane. I come from a family of hard workers.
My mom was a stay at home mom. She's an educated woman. Put herself through school to become a mid-wife in the Philippines only to come to America to be a stay at home mom. A decision that was not entirely hers I don't think. I saw how unhappy my mom was at times being a stay at home mom. I truly believe that if my mom worked, used her passion of caring and helping others as a mid wife she would be a much happier person. I always told myself that I would strive for a place in this world. I received a damn good education and I will make the best of it.
My dad served in the Navy, retired, then worked for the county. He worked long hours. We hardly saw him. He was up and out of the house before the family even woke. He came home, ate dinner and went to bed to do the same routine over and over again. His hard work put food on the table, paid for school supplies for 5 kids, maintained a roof over our head, and provided just about everything he could with his pay. I admired his hard work and dedication for his family. I see myself doing much of same thing. I work to be able to provide the best I can for my family.
My brothers... they all went to college. It was my parent's expectation for all of us to graduate college. We met that expectation. Now a majority of us are working full time in a career we love.
Best of all, I know that the hard work I am putting in during the week is paying off. I am able to purchase the things my family needs and wants. I can spoil my kids to no end. I'm saving for their future. The best feeling in the world is coming home to my family and seeing that they missed me and love me all the same. The smiles I get from my son are the best...they cheer my heart and soul.
