Re-blogging this post I made on Facebook about seven years ago. Pretty much the same year I started mga pahina ni msbolin. Lately, I felt my kids are avoiding my wrath. I am a complete mess. God must really love me to let me stumble upon my blog entry about motherhood. It hit me real hard because, for the past few days, I thought I am doing my boys a favor by working hard to give them food, education, and toys. I felt so tired feeding, educating, and disciplining them, when in fact, I should have remained steady and calm. Despite the so many obstacles and challenges, I have my four boys to love, cherish, and care. I almost forgot that motherhood, as I lived it before, is a gift no one could appreciate until she learns to truly live it.
September 19, 2009 at 3:37pm
What indeed is the meaning of MOTHERHOOD?
Quite a number have said that I hold such a promising post until I gave it up seven months ago. The pressure of producing at least one press release a day for the company’s almost twelve projects indeed pushed me to dedicate my time to work.
Though there were times I would like to take a break, still, I may have truly enjoyed my work back then that for eleven months I never filed for any sick or vacation leave.
Until I was forced to when my three kids had pneumonia. I resigned.
It is only now that I ask myself of that sudden decision. It seems so easy for me to put an end to a post I so long waited.
Why it was me who resigned and not my husband? Maybe because I do believe he enjoys his work as much as I do. But I am in no better place to know the answer. Only by asking him this will shed light. It’s a thing of the past now that requires no more questioning.
Are mothers really meant to take care of the kids and the house?
Who is a mother? The dictionary would define a mother as a woman who CONCEIVES, GIVES BIRTH TO, or RAISES and NURTURES A CHILD.
By definition, a mother then does not only carries the child on her womb for a certain period. Giving birth to that child comes the responsibility of making sure that the baby is properly fed and taken cared of while still inside the tummy.
What a shame! It is only now while I am writing this that I understood the real meaning of motherhood.
It is only now that I understood the big signboard I always read when I pass by the clinic of my kids’ pediatrician. A CHILD IS NOT A RESPONSIBILITY. IT IS A CHOICE.
To conceive a child is a choice. To give birth to him is a fulfillment of that essence. And to nurture him is the joy of motherhood.
Seven months have passed, I still miss beating the traffic. Truly miss dressing up for work… eating lunch with friends and officemates… writing and rewriting press releases… meeting with publications and haggling with suppliers. Missing my workplace.. my station.
But certainly, I would miss the most even the simplest new word my three-year-old lad would utter.
Motherhood then, as I live it, is a gift not everyone can appreciate until she learns to truly live it.
the joys of motherhood
Now, I am a full-time mom to my four boys. The two will be attending high school this school year and the other one will be in grade five. By the way, we have a new baby and he is now eight months old. And I am glad I am home to see all these wonderful blessings.
Devoted. Compassionate, Instinctive. Berlin loves to write personal narratives, thrilling discoveries, and mommy tips that make daily living the happiest. She shares the small house with her husband and their five boys.