Time..

After having spent the last three years managing parenting with school, family, business and volunteer commitments, for the very first time, I’m loving every bit of being a mom and, a mom alone.

Hana was born on December 4th, I had given myself a december 1st deadline to tie up all loose knots with my volunteer work. I had also fulfilled all my jewellry and pin orders by November 25th and had made plenty extra to last me till March this year iA. My college ended on December 17th and Alhamdolillah, I had worked ahead and handed in all my assignments well in advance and was clear by the time Hana was born. I had also managed to get a deferral, just in case I wasnt able to write the exams. Instead, I went back to school on the 10th and cleared out all exams ahead of time, simply because I wanted to get everything out the way and have a clear mind.

                          

I’m glad I did.

                          

Without all that on my plate, I suddenly seem to have so much more time to enjoy with Eesa and Hana. Although I absolutely LOVE being in school, this break feels like a blessing. Alot of older mums I have met, mention that they love quitting work to be mums – its like ending a phase of their life to start a new one. Although I have one more semester to go, it almost feels like I have ended a phase and am fully concentrating on enjoying my babies.

My day is consumed by them. With Hana, its the physical work – nursing, changing, showering etc. With Eesa, its mental – coming up with creative ways to keep him physically and intectually active. I absolutely love waking up every morning and deciding what to do for the rest of the day. From colour coordinating our clothes to coming up with attractive meal ideas, to anticipating the bell announcing the arrival of a CAS or health worker, my day is full of excitement. Although for an average person, my day is completely unproductive, to me my day is wholesome.

Cooking is one of my least preferred tasks but now I enjoy it because its a means to an end. It lets me know, that at the end of it all, we could sit together as a family and enjoy a proper meal.

At the end of it all, I don’t feel like I am missing out on anything else in life. Here in my home, I have the best of it all.