Ah what joy it is to be a Mom!
Despite the stress that comes with parenthood, and motherhood, in particular, there are no words to describe how truly, wonderfully blessed I feel to be a mom.
A mom to two amazing, wonderful angels: almost 41 month old Tim, and almost 8 month old Rysse.
It seems ages ago when I was a young, carefree single lady with all the time in the world and all the fearless dreams in her heart (which included setting up a free physiotherapy clinic for kids, and becoming a saint by dying in the mission field). At that time, I truly felt that the world was my oyster. I could do anything, be anything, try anything.
Fast forward to the present.
I am a wife. I am a mom of two. I am on mission for my Catholic charismatic community. I (along with my dear hubby) have started two small businesses on the side.
And along with these responsibilities comes stress. But not the I-can’t-take-it-anymore-I’m-going-to-kill-myself kind of stress. But the more sweet kind. The stress that leaves you feeling blessed.
The kind of stress you feel when at the end of a long day, you still feel blessed despite the fact that your kids (and most of the time your hubby too!) are fast asleep and yet you can’t join them because you still have work to do (in my case, translation, translation, translation). Or blogs to update. You feel blessed because you know that your work will be a blessing to your family and to your community.
The kind of stress you feel when at the end of a power struggle with your 3-year old kid about brushing his teeth and preparing for bed, he looks at you and says
The birth of my second blog (You can check out my first “baby” here)