I am a mother of four, two teens and two in diapers. Being a mother is a rewarding and a challenging task, which makes me extremely occupied 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. But what it makes even more challenging for me, while attending to my family’s needs, is that I also have a full-time job to help my husband to support our daily needs.
Time management is very essential for me, so that I will be able to fulfill my duties and attend to what my household requires. How I do it? I am quite not sure, because I just let it happen from the dictates of my heart.
As a working mom, I get to interact with different types of people every day from all walks of life – name it! Though it’s a bit tough at times, I find it tougher to deal with four young children 24/7 with different personalities. It’s like always dancing in the tune of… In other words, I am obligated to adapt to the individuality of each one of them as I guide them through their growth each and every day. I am always being challenged of my patience and endurance to deal with all of them; their tantrums, their demands, their wants, etc. But what makes me hold on and do the job unceasingly – it’s a mother’s love; the kind of love that’s beyond compare, unconditional and unwavering. It’s excessively full of work, where I have to limit myself from being an authoritarian and most of the time, a friend for them.
When I was a little kid, I thought that being a mother is something that is learned in school, something that is taught, and something that needs training. I never realized that what my own mom had done for me as a child was indeed a sacrifice, which now I truly understand.
A mother’s love cannot be described with any enchanting adjective I could think of. It’s beautiful, paranormal, magical, and perfect – indeed, a selfless sacrifice. From conception to giving birth, from being up all through the night to sending to school, a mother is there – the first person to love and the last person to hurt her children. Some say that one can never understand what really love is all about unless you become a mom yourself.
I feel so blessed having been given the outstanding privilege what it is like to becoming a mom, the joy and the pride that go with it. If there’s one more chance of another lifetime, I will still choose the kind of life I have – the life that every woman desires, to give what she has – a mother’s love.
By: Anna Santos
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