Two months after I gave birth, I already started working and easily found a job where I could apply what I’ve learned in college. Not that I don’t want to spend time with my daughter…it was because that time…I had no choice, we had to manage our finances so the least I could do was to find a job and help with the expenses. I admit I enjoyed working…at first. I could earn money, buy stuff that I want, and get in tuned with what’s new and the latest compared to being a plain housewife but I never thought I would suffer its consequences sooner that I thought. When I got promoted, time became an ultimate conflict. I would need to work longer hours…I experienced working 16 hours straight, go home at 3 because of work and work the whole day of Saturday and Sunday. And because of that lifestyle, my relationship with my now two year old daughter changed. She clings to my mother (her grandma) more and pushes me away when she sees me. She chooses to sleep beside her grandparents than sleep beside me. And I’m having a real hard time handling her restlessness. It seems I totally lost track of rearing her.
I was reflecting these days… I strolled at the mall and surprisingly found myself in Papemelrotti reading this poster and later on tears begin to fall from my eyes… I’d like to share these with the rest of the working or busy mothers out there. This indeed served as a total “awakening” for me…that nothing would be more precious than our children… and today I would rekindle the rocky relationship I’m having with my princess…
I was reflecting these days… I strolled at the mall and surprisingly found myself in Papemelrotti reading this poster and later on tears begin to fall from my eyes… I’d like to share these with the rest of the working or busy mothers out there. This indeed served as a total “awakening” for me…that nothing would be more precious than our children… and today I would rekindle the rocky relationship I’m having with my princess…
For My Child...
Just this morning,
I am going to smile when I see your face and laugh when I feel like crying.
Just for this morning,
I will let you choose what you want to wear, and smile and say how perfect it is.
Just for this morning,
I am going to step over the laundry and pick you
Up and take you to the park to play
Just for this morning,
I will leave the dishes in the sink, and let you teach me
How to put that puzzle of yours together
Just for this afternoon,
I will unplug the telephone and keep the computer off;
And sit with you in the backyard and blow bubbles
Just for this afternoon,
I will not yell once, not even a tiny grumble when you scream and
Whine for the ice cream truck, and I will buy you one if he comes by
Just for this afternoon,
I won’t worry about what you are going to be when you grow up,
Or second guess every decision I have made where you are concerned
Just for this afternoon,
I will let you help me bake cookies, and I won’t stand over you trying to fix them.
Just for this evening,
I will hold you in my arms and tell you a story about how you were born and how much I love you
Just for this evening,
I will let you splash in the bath and not get angry
Just for this evening,
I will let you stay up late while we sit on the porch and count all the stars
Just for this evening
I will snuggle beside you for hours, and miss my favorite TV shows
Just for this evening
When I run my finger through your hair as you pray,
I will simply be grateful that God has given me the greatest gift ever given.
I will think about the mothers and fathers, who are searching for their missing children,
The mothers and fathers who are visiting their children’s graves instead of their bedrooms,
And mothers and fathers who are in hospital rooms watching their children
Suffer senselessly and screaming inside that they can’t handle it anymore.
And when I kiss you goodnight I will hold you a little tighter, a little longer.
It is then , that I will thank God for you, and ask him for nothing,
Except one more day…
