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Date Posted: 02/23/05 10:39:00pm
Here’s a typical day for me:
Get up at 5 AM just so I can be at work by 6. Work ‘til 4:30 or 5 PM (at least). Pick up my high schooler from school on the way home. Walk in the door; pick up all the ‘kalat’ that I see on my way to the bedroom. Change clothes. Get all the kids together to do homework. Not that easy, though. I have to kick off my 12-yr old from the computer (where he’s playing that darned game Diablo!); I have to get my 14-yr old off the phone (or else he’ll be on it all night); Lastly, I have to track down my 11-yr old – either he’s in any one of the rooms watching TV or playing games, or he’s in any of his friends’ pads playing ball (thank God for modern technology – cell phones!).
As soon as we’re all together, we go through the usual dialogue – “Mom, I don’t have homework.” “Ok, let’s check your back pack!” “Oops, I forgot there’s just this one little homework I have to do.” Sometimes, you would hear this, “Mom, I think I’m starting to get a fever.. D’ya think I can stay home tomorrow so I won’t be spreading this virus in school??” They know stuff like that doesn’t fly by me. They try, though. All in all, they're pretty good kids - both at home and in school.
Where’s my husband during all of these commotion? He’s in the kitchen creating something.. putting something together for dinner. I usually leave him there, unless I need ‘reinforcement’ with the kids. That happened once, couple of years ago, and it hasn’t happened again!
Homework done.. dinner over.. everything set and ready for tomorrow.. nice hot bath.. and I’m usually turned in by 11 PM. Very routine.
I guess what I’m trying to say is – just like the rest of you, I have come a long way from the life I led during our school days. Back then, I didn’t have to worry about anything else but myself – no responsibilities.. no ‘budgets’.. all I had to do was excel in school (thinking back now, I didn’t even give it my all – big regret).
High School phase is over, we are now at that stage where our families, most importantly our kids, come before ourselves. It is a stage where we almost have to keep a constant vigil over them, just to make sure they have everything they need. It is a stage where we keep a close watch on them so they do not make the same mistakes we did when we were younger..
Batchmates, I’m telling you now – I stumbled.. I fell.. quite a few times, actually. And some of those times have been quite painful. I’ve gotten back up, I survived. I’m sure most of you, if not all, have similar stories to tell. Somehow, I cannot imagine my kids going through pain that I went through. But I also realize that one way or another, they will go through their own pain and suffering, and it will make them stronger.
They will survive.. just like we all did!
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