Choices, Choices

I never thought of myself as maternal. I was never the type to carry infants, no matter how cute they were. I told Bong that I wanted to go on working even after we got married. And I did. But when I had my first child, Chino, I asked Bong if I could be a full-time stay-at-home mom instead, and he agreed. We agreed that it was best for our son. I thought that I’d go back to work when the baby turned one. But years passed, another child came, and still I’m home with them, working as their primary care-giver. Every year, I re-assess the situation. Are they ready to be left? Do I want to leave them with someone else? They may no longer be infants, but that doesn’t mean they need me less. Their needs have changed. Chino now faces daily homework and quarterly quizzes. We’re trying to get Trixi to talk more. I don’t know how much longer I’ll be a stay-at-home mom. But for the meantime, ophthalmology can wait.

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