What a day - Mother's day is always a challenge for me. So here's today's blog. I feel blessed to have my two children.
My daughter and I are in for rough times ahead. I'm in no denial about the trouble we will be to each other. But for all of the arguments that lie ahead, I love the special moments we share. We went a production of Les Miserables by Ormiston College. We loved it. We talked about it the whole trip home. We loved the same things, criticiqued the same things and had the best time.
My boy is my little cuddle bunny. He is ten now, and while he moves away from holding my hand at the shopping centre, he will still crawl into my lap for a cuddle each morning, and tells me how much he loves me.
My kids are the centre of my life. I am consumed with guilt at the moment as work calls ever louder, and I really want to spend more time with them. As they are gradually growing older, I so want to be there for them. They may not remember the times when they were younger that work got in the way, but my earliest memories of my mum are around Grade 5-6 when she would be home waiting for us each afternoon with a glass of cordial and homemade pikelets or cake or biscuits. I want to have some of those memories for my kids.
I don't want their memories to be of a mum who kept screaming at them because they weren't moving fast enough or when I was trying to finish the report at home ready for the next day's meeting.
So I'm using Mother's Day as my platform to change the time I have with my children. It all begins tomorrow. I'm going to speak with my boss about a part time agreement (ok only dropping one day a week, but think of the things I can do on that day to spend more time on the weekend with the kids), and maybe even a work from home day.
One or the other would be great, both would be ideal, but either way, if I want to make a change, I have to be the one to take the steps. No one can change my life but me. So here goes. Wish me luck....
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