Blogger is still having problems with image uploading...so i'm still uploading texted stuff.
I read this from babylicious blog
http://figur8.net/baby/2009/08/01/whos-looking-after-your-baby/
and as a working mum (even a part-time one!), i feel so much to be able to be with my little fun and super playful Eliza everyday of the week! Of course the occasional break from her to do my stuffs and go dating with Ww will be great, still working is another different factor.
I'm believing even more that mums (which means me) should be the one taking care of her (my) own child, not anyone else for many many reasons. And the arrival of no.2 is the point where i will do so. One of the reasons is that my mil is there to take care of Eliza and if both of us is at home then it's quite redundant since i can go work and earn money. Sigh...it's a good and bad thing in a way and i really really do super appreciate her help cos she's a great (aka good) grandparent.
Babylicious wrote that "While his grandparents might have, I strongly believe in the cycles of life. Grandparents have done their dues as parents and should not have to parent their grandchildren. Grandparents should have the liberty of enjoying the all the delights of their grandchildren, not having to take charge of raising them. Goodness knows that should I be blessed with grandchildren, I intend to do exactly that."
I really thank God that i have a great boss who was thoughtful enough to grant me a 3-day work week to spend more time with cute Eliza and without that i would have missed out a lot.
Motherhood really changes us women in unexpected ways. Not completely but in some ways. I still ain't that best domestic goddess (i'm not a great housekeeper..and i am lazy enough not to do housework until the house demands it. i don't like vacumming & mopping the floor.) I guess it rewired me inside to be attuned to lil Eliza...despite all the hit and misses but who else will be the better person who will worry, chart, pray, love, persevere, visionize, play, adore, sacrifice for Eliza as much as Ww & me?
No wonder mums know us best.
