My eyes are tired from the
constant glare of the computer screen; been staring at it for ages searching
for information related to my job, creating an information bank for research
purposes, reading ridiculous yahoo news, and checking out my everyday-must-read
blog (lindaikeji@blogspot.com). I
guess it isn’t so much about the time I spend on the computer that bothers me,
but the number of hours I spend every day trying to manipulate numbers to re-align with my financial budget
on the excel sheet. It tires me out, the incessant need to check if my bank
balance would still cover our major needs (my daughter’s and I) anytime I
decide to spoil myself a little which is not very often.
I remember how I was before
having my daughter; I was the free-spender. I was willing to spend on friends
especially when we were out and things got a bit awkward as to who was going to
foot the bill. I was always the first to try to make the situation comfortable
for everyone. Also, I hardly used to eat in my first three years of college as
I always used my allowance to shop for new clothes and anything that was trendy
at that moment. Now, I don’t even care about
the trends anymore; I’m all about the fashion basics and how low-priced I can
get an item that I really want. I can go to ten stores just to check for the
one that has the lowest price for the item I like. Instead I would splurge on
my daughter’s clothes, shoes, toys and school. It makes me weary but when I think back and see that my daughter is attending a good school, has nice clothes, and other goodies of life, I smile and say to myself, " it is worth it".
:-) Isn't it amazing how God made us - how much our priorities change when we bring these children into the world. They are definitely worth it and we should be willing to lay down our lives for them... no sacrifice is too great, under God, for them. But don't waste the lessons that are to be learnt along the way - every sacrifice should improve us and make us better human beings in the long run. Use your experiences to help others - maybe motherless babies!
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