From Call center mom to the wife of a Filipino overseas worker, from the Philippines to Saudi Arabia and now back in the Philippines. I shall continue this blog which has kept me on survival mode while I was in KSA. Join me in my journey as a mom, wife, blogger, and entrepreneur.
“Mothers are all slightly insane.” - J.D. Salinger
No one ever said that being a mother is easy because we are, after all human, before we are mothers. We laugh, we cry, we get angry, we get crazy, silly, and whatnot. We can be at our strongest or at our weakest where our family is concerned. And crazy as a mad hatter when our husband become as helpless as our kids. We are not only a mother to our kids but become mothers to our husband and other family members as well.
" telling me to be happy: "Henry, smile! why don't you ever smile?"
and then she would smile, to show me how, and
it was the saddest smile I ever saw” - Charles Bukovski
No one will ever notice our silent cry for help, nor notice the sadness in our eyes. No one will ever ask how our day went, or how we feel, or what we want to do over the weekend, surprises will be a thing in the past. But we will often hear them complain about their food, where their stuff are, why they have to help do the chores, why they can't go places when their friends are able to.
"Through the blur, I wondered if I was alone or if other parents felt the same way I did - that everything involving our children was painful in some way. The emotions, whether they were joy, sorrow, love or pride, were so deep and sharp that in the end they left you raw, exposed and yes, in pain. The human heart was not designed to beat outside the human body and yet, each child represented just that - a parent's heart bared, beating forever outside its chest.”- Debra Ginsberg
No one will ever be able to read the mind of a mother unless it's a daughter who has seen the same pain, or a son who wants to protect his mother, or a husband who would put his wife on a pedestal above everybody else. A mother's heart is so complex that it could reach through every child's joy and pain, through their triumphs and failures, through their laughter and tears, through life's confusion and everything in between. And so it is true, the only time we can understand our mother is when we become mothers ourselves.
“In the book Soldiers on the Home Front,
I was greatly struck by the fact that
in childbirth alone, women commonly suffer more pain,
illness and misery than any war hero ever does.
And what's her reward for enduring all that pain?
She gets pushed aside when she's disfigured by birth,
her children soon leave, hear beauty is gone.
Women, who struggle and suffer pain to ensure the continuation of the human race,
make much tougher and more courageous soldiers
than all those big-mouthed freedom-fighting heroes put together.” - Anne Frank
No one can ever understand what goes through the mind of a mother but it will definitely take children who have gone the same road and a very supportive husband to stand as her pillar all throughout her journey as mothers to their kids.