I’ve waited a long time since my last post to start blogging again. Not that I had nothing to write about, rather because I was afraid of being judged for what I wanted to say. It’s 3:00 am, 2 days since my daughter turned 1 and I’ve finally plucked up the courage to do this. To hold true to my blog name and confess.
For almost 10 months now, I’ve been a ‘Stay home mum’. This honorary title apparently depicts an image of a lady stretched out in a hammock sipping cocktails all day as her baby plays nearby. The slow paced, leisurely nature of this role as a mother prompts innocent bystanders to accost you with their famous question;
What do you do all day?
The recent dig at Kim Kardashian trying to have it ‘all’ (http://time.com/2891358/kim-kardashian-boobs-black-tuxedo/), though a very poorly written article started me thinking. I went on to read more credible sources; opinions of women who are CEO’s, government officials and so on. The difference in opinion was vast. While one group insisted that having it all is nothing but a matter of capability, another assured that my generation of women are simply being lied to and that there is no such thing as having it all. (Links to some articles given below).I am certainly not in a position of power (unless of course you are in my kitchen), in fact I don’t even have a job. I do however have a decent degree, a baby, a strong desire to have a successful career, an extremely confused state of mind and the immense burden of guilt which every mum trying to get back to work has. So I ask myself, like every woman before me.
Can women have it all?
Last year May, I dropped my entire life in Perth and literally ran back to my mum in Singapore. My husband, in a week packed all our belongings into random bags and dropped it off at various friends’ houses. While remaining in my parent’s house and pretending that I was 12 was a comfortable option, it certainly wasn’t the right one. So, I finally plucked up enough courage to make my big move back to Perth.
Recently, I’ve become a celebrity. I can’t walk around in any shopping mall without being constantly approached and talent scouted. Too many of them! They either want to massage my fats away, electrocute my cellulite ghost-buster style, put me in a vibrating contraption that will shake the calories out of me or a combination of all of the above. With this amount of attention, just like any other celebrity, I ask myself ‘Why me?’ Continue reading
‘Motherhood is a beautiful phase of life, welcome to the club!’ This was the most common message I received from most of my friends. To be honest, this is also what I tell my new mummy friends. What no one tells you (out of concern and not to scare you) is the flip side of this beautiful journey. I am not being negative, only realistic. Anything this wonderful will come with its own share of trials and tribulations.
Every day you melt my heart with your toothless smile, twinkling eyes and your little goo-goo-gah-gah’s. Despite being a cutie pie, little lady, you really need to get your act together. You are already 7 months old and it’s about time you grasped some of these concepts of living.