Toby: “You’re a mom. It’s not the cookies or the smiles, it’s the hard stuff, the scary stuff. It’s how you can do it. It’s strength”. – The Walking Dead –
It’s the busy hustle and bustle for the week, our routines. Baby A turned four this summer(not so baby anymore), she is a full-time JK now. I did return to work after all, and its been quite the challenge. I decided to go back because I want to be an example for my girls, I want them to know that it is possible to have a career and have your family too. It is about finding that balance in your life, being able to dedicate your time for your family and also detaching for a bit while in a work environment. Being at work for me is about finding and developing my skills. Contributing to our community and discovering what i am good at outside of being a parent. I have learned that at times my mom skills have really applied to my job and vice versa. We work for people, we don’t work for companies.
Being a mom has taught me how to juggle a multitude of tasks and roles. Its about time management, organisation and working smarter. That’s been a big lesson for me lately, working smarter and not harder. With the constant changing demands in parenting, the key has been finding easier ways to manage the load, stress, pressure and challenges. Working for a large corporation has been no different, its become so much more demanding with challenges like parity, gender gaps, change in operating hours, compliance, management, and just a lot harder in general to maintain a balance. It has been a long battle since my return to work, pushing to get ahead as a female and working mother of three. As much as i want to keep pushing changes for better opportunities for my daughters, it was a night over dinner that a simple conversation with my now 10 year old brought it all back into perspective. It was a simple phrase, a response to the most common question anyone would ask a 4th grader. ” Want to you want to do when you grown up?” her response: ” I would like to be a scientist. but you know mom, I don’t think i can be a very good scientist if I have kids.” The first thing to come to mind, I have failed. It was a very deep conversation between a mom and 9 year old that evening. What came out of that conversation is that its equally important to know what you want for yourself and have the strong support system around you to make it possible to achieve your goals. My company is not ready to make the necessary shift to support my goals. but there are other companies out there with supportive and trained management. Companies that reward and encourage new ideas and foster a successful environment. Maybe success is defined differently today. Maybe its bringing up a new generation of workers that value more then just a title and stature. I want to bring up strong independent women and i want them to understand that road blocks are just important challenges presenting more possibilities. Without failing, we can never improve. Without the storms we cannot appreciate the sunny days.
I will be sharing some of our challenges as a growing family, as a mother of 3 trying to find the balance, the right job (yes, I have decided to look for a better opportunity) and just some of the day to day conversation that comes up with my girls. Sometimes it takes talking to a 9 year old to really understand the world today. 🙂 Munchkin Happy.
Every day the last couple weeks, we wait for him to arrive. Right after the girls get home from school they both hurry to check our mail box. “Any Mail mommy” they ask. I reach in and grab the pile of mail searching for the familiar envelopes. Continue reading
It was a rainy peaceful Sunday. My family and I gathered to celebrate my daughter’s christening day. It was a day to reflect on the importance of faith in our lives. Although my personal faith has changed over the years, Continue reading
Saturdays Santa parade was fantastic and followed by a wonderful family lunch. We then strolled down the main street and did some window shopping and checked out a few shops including a kids toys store. The girls were excited about the ‘Elf on the shelf’ display. We had decided a few nights earlier, to introduce the girls to the elf story and concept to test out the waters and see if they would believe in it. Being 6 and 5 we thought might be too late at this point since we never entertained the idea of it previous years. I came across the dvd and thought it would be a good intro without having to invest into the toy right away. We sat and watched it together, it was really cute and well done. The girls then started to ponder on why it was that ‘Elfie’ never came to visit our home. They loved him and the idea of this little elf helping Santa visiting every year. At the Toy store, they asked for the elf. My husband then decided it would be nice to start the tradition. After all, baby A would eventually follow. As i walked the girls out of the shop, hubby was quick to purchase the kit and hide it within the baby stroller unnoticed. Continue reading
This Week I got the house ready for Christmas. Here in Oakville and Toronto the annual Santa Claus parade which is taking place this weekend marks the start of the Holiday season. Children all over the province are excited for the arrival of Santa and his reindeer. Santa comes to town to collect all the letters of requests and admiration from the kids. Continue reading
Sometimes life throws you challenges that may at times feel so beyond your control you fall into deep emotion of sadness. It’s a feeling of helplessness and despair that eventually surfaces into anger. When tears dry out and no longer flow but leave you feeling suffocated and at a loss of words. Continue reading
I watch her embrace my girls; she is her present self at that exact moment. “Biza!”(great-grandma) they shout. She hugs and kisses them. “I missed you my loves!” She then reaches out to me, her gaze affirms she still recognizes me. It’s been almost a year since I saw her last, but she still remembers. She appears to be in better shape and more at ease. She has turned 76 this week. Continue reading
As I play with baby on the couch, she giggles and laughs and makes all sorts of sounds. She’s trying to communicate; at four months she mimics all our sounds and tries to talk. I reach down and smother her with kisses and hugs. I am mentally transported back in time with just a simple phrase “I love you.” Continue reading