starts...now! I moved back to our family house when I learned that my pregnancy (almost 4 years ago) was complicated. And so me and my husband (of 3 months at that time) decided to leave our single room pad and live with my family. Fast forward >> to today. We are now living in a 2-room apartment and for 3 years and a half my mom lived with us to look over my son. She has been great with him and though there are times when we argue and disagree with how she spoils him, I still would not trade my son being looked after a yaya. There's a sense of security of having my mom around during his growing up years. I was able to work not worrying every single day if my son is safe. Yes I felt safe. Mothers should always make their children feel safe, even if they are married and have their own family already. But where and when does it end?
For us, for me, it is today. As she left the house to go back to the province, I didn't shed a tear. Maybe because I am in denial. Thinking that she's just out for a vacation and will be back soon. Or maybe I no longer have tears to shed for I have been crying the whole week. Or it could have been acceptance of the reality that if not now, when will I stop depending on my mom?
And so hubby and I started the weekend with household chores. He went to the wet market to get some fresh meat, fish and veggies while I started laundry after feeding AJ.We had a squabble because he wanted to wash clothes with me.. I let him for a while but then I was getting delayed with it. He just want to play with the water and detergent soap. So I had to stop doing the laundry to get him inside but then the screaming and crying (aka tantrums) started. Even during the time I'm giving him a bath was has agitated. While all this was happening, Hubby was checking out the internet for a recipe he was about to cook. Suddenly, AJ went berserk and broke 3 keys of the laptop's keyboard. And there goes the chain reaction...Hubby slaps his hand- AJ runs to me for cover- stopped hubby from going after him for another round of spanking - more crying - I tried to pacify him but he still insist on playing at the laundry area. It felt like it will never end. It lasted until he got tired and fallen asleep on the couch.
Finally some peace and quiet. I was able to finish my laundry while AJ snoozed and ate lunch around 3pm. The afternoon went better than the morning, it was less chaotic . I was able to clean and re-arrange the kitchen while Hubby and AJ went to the grocery to get some last minute missing ingredients for the Tanigue Steak. Finished the night watching CSI with Hubby and slept with an aching hand and lower back.
Independence is hard but I survived my first day.
For us, for me, it is today. As she left the house to go back to the province, I didn't shed a tear. Maybe because I am in denial. Thinking that she's just out for a vacation and will be back soon. Or maybe I no longer have tears to shed for I have been crying the whole week. Or it could have been acceptance of the reality that if not now, when will I stop depending on my mom?
And so hubby and I started the weekend with household chores. He went to the wet market to get some fresh meat, fish and veggies while I started laundry after feeding AJ.We had a squabble because he wanted to wash clothes with me.. I let him for a while but then I was getting delayed with it. He just want to play with the water and detergent soap. So I had to stop doing the laundry to get him inside but then the screaming and crying (aka tantrums) started. Even during the time I'm giving him a bath was has agitated. While all this was happening, Hubby was checking out the internet for a recipe he was about to cook. Suddenly, AJ went berserk and broke 3 keys of the laptop's keyboard. And there goes the chain reaction...Hubby slaps his hand- AJ runs to me for cover- stopped hubby from going after him for another round of spanking - more crying - I tried to pacify him but he still insist on playing at the laundry area. It felt like it will never end. It lasted until he got tired and fallen asleep on the couch.
Finally some peace and quiet. I was able to finish my laundry while AJ snoozed and ate lunch around 3pm. The afternoon went better than the morning, it was less chaotic . I was able to clean and re-arrange the kitchen while Hubby and AJ went to the grocery to get some last minute missing ingredients for the Tanigue Steak. Finished the night watching CSI with Hubby and slept with an aching hand and lower back.
Independence is hard but I survived my first day.
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