After what feels like forever, i've finally gotten my final posting for my teaching career.
I will be going back to SAC for good... or at least, until I decide/am able to resign from this career.
I am happy because it's where I've been dreaming to teach ever since I got into this track... yet, of course, gloominess hangs over my head, because I do dread going back to work after not doing anything other than housework and enjoying mummyhood for the last 3-4 months....
I do miss the adrenaline rush of working...the rush that comes with the beginning of each lesson as I start to teach.... the interaction with the students... the marking of their books to find out how I've fared in my lesson...
But, the fulfillment that comes from teaching can't beat the lifelong yearning I have had to be a housewife... to spend my days doing household chores to keep the house clean and everything runnin smoothly, to cook meals for my family...
I guess most, if not all of you that actually read this blog wouldn't understand why I love doing housework so much. After all, it makes your hands rough, and it's so much work... but I just love doing it.... i think the only chores that I don't particularly like doing are mopping/sweeping the floor and changing the bedsheets... yet everything else that comes with being a housewife are things i truly enjoy doing... =)
Housework is therapeutic. I'm serious! i take pleasure in washing the toilet, hanging the laundry, ironing/folding the clothes, buying groceries, cooking and washing up...
You probably think I'm crazy by now! haha.. but that's just me.
I kinda wish I didn't have to go back to work.. but I know that's not possible. Just another 5 years... then we'll see how from there... if we are financially sound, I guess I can fulfill my dream.. if not, I guess it'll just have to be postponed a little while more...
ah well, took Baby Faith to Darling's parents' place yesterday. It was a 3 hour visit... but enough to make Faith long for home. I guess she just isn't used to going out for long hours yet... and she's very very used to my parents and the both of us... so when Darling's mum and grandma carried her yesterday, she looked so scared and afraid to move because she didn't seem to know who was carrying her. As a result, she cried non-stop when it was in the evening.......
There's always so much to do when we come home from long trips... washing and sterilizing all her stuff once more, cleaning her up.. soothing her.. hoping she'll sleep through the night so that she gets enough rest. Sigh... as a result, we both were saying last night that we'd rather not bring her out....
I already dread tomorrow and Sunday.. because on both days she'll be going out for so long... I only hope we don't have a tough time when we come home...
5:31 PM
Life is Beautiful
I love you not only for what you are
but for what you make of me.