tomorrow she's five months old....

Tomorrow my daughter turns 5 months old.  The days are passing by quickly, I've actually been back to work for two months already.  it seemed such a long time ago... and the days when hubby and I spent our days alone seemed like years and years ago, when its actually only been a few months.  Surely, kids, babies for that matter, do turn our lives around.  I seem to have forgotten putting my interests first - now, its the baby first, me and hubby later.  I've also learned how to adjust to househelp, something I didn't really care about before.  Now I have an instant friend and helper.  I believe I've been lucky enough to have a nice yaya who cares for my baby and who doesn't demand more or feel special.  I don't treat her like a helper at all.  In my mind, I always tell myself that I should treat her like family so she will love my daughter more.  And I stick to that principle at all times.  I mean, I leave my baby with her, so its important to me that I know she is safe and loved. 
God really has a way of giving us what we want, in the deepest of our hearts.  I know, I may not be as prayerful as I should be, though I know I have unwavering faith, and I always feel gratitude when I think about all the blessings that have come my way in this whole lifetime.
Senti mode, I know.... I guess I just need to destress myself.  Its only Tuesday but goodness knows I feel so stressed already with work.  I have training for the next 3 days but it doesn't stop me the incoming work - at all!  if any, it just gives me an excuse to work overtime. that means less time with my family. But I have to cope.... And I have to keep in mind, whenever I leave work earlier than all the others from my group, that it doesn't make me less efficient or less hardworking, it just means that I do know what my priorities are. And that is family.  I don't want to look back, a few years from now, and realize that I should've spent more time with my family than at work.  Family always comes first.  Otherwise I'll grow bitter with what I do and may never get to where I want to be.
My thoughts.... my beliefs....

 

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