The Ironies of Life

We don't always end up doing what we planned to do. Agree?

Sometimes, we even end up doing things we thought we wouldn't choose to do all our lives!

OK. I am talking about myself.

When I was pregnant with my first child, I told a colleague that I would not stop working.

My verdict was that I wanted my children to "see" me working.
To "see" me as a financial contributor.
So they would value money.
So they would know and understand that money comes from hard work.
Or, so they would be eager to earn money for themselves.
So this and so that...

On the contrary, this particular colleague was me telling that her future hubby preferred her to be a stay-at-home mom. Her hubby thought it was better for the children if they grow up under their mother's care.

Fast forward... a year after our conversation...

I QUIT MY JOB.

My hubby was assigned a 4-week business trip to Europe and he asked if I wanted to join him. At first, I was reluctant but then I was terrified of the fact that I would have to take care of my baby on my own after work. There was no way I could do that. So I quit. Without a plan.

Had a wonderful time in Europe, tried looking for a job online but the internet wouldn't connect to my Macbook!! (~~Was it a sign that I should just forget about getting a job?~~)

When we returned, my nanny asked me if I could temporarily take care of my son until I get a job.
Reason: she was exhausted taking care of my son, her newborn grandson and her daughter during confinement. (Her daughter delivered a few days before our trip. I left my son under her care)

When I told my husband, his reply was: So you be a stay-at-home mom, ok?

At that time, I was too confused to even give a reply.

My son was a handful. He kept me very busy and I couldn't find time to look for a job and...

LO AND BEHOLD!

I became a stay-at-home mom. 😱

OFFICIALLY.

Meanwhile,

that colleague got married, went on to do her Masters after giving birth to her first child and returned to the workforce right after completing her Masters.

When I look back and recall our conversation that day, I thought to myself: What an irony!

Nevertheless, we are both leading happy lives now.

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