There has been a fairly significant change at home since the beginning of this month. Husband decided to join Welding Inspection training for 3 months, so we had to change the daily schedules that we have done routinely over the last few years at home.
Consequently some adjustments have to be arranged. The kids who used to be picked up from school by H now have to let the school car pick them up and drop them at my parents-in-law’s house. They stay there till around six o'clock in the afternoon when we can take them home. Before H entering the courses I did not have to get up too early because H does not need to leave very early in the morning, now we both have to get up during wee hours to prepare the breakfast, lunch box for the kids, and do the housework, since we both now have to leave home early. We used to share the responsibility of teaching the children the school lesson or helping them with homework, but now that H himself is pretty busy with his tasks and exams from the courses, I have to handle it myself.
Exhausted? Oh, yes I am…..but…. there is also a sense of pride deep inside my heart by doing all this. I promised that I would support anything H decided to do as long as it is best for us and the children. Now it feels like I’ve been fulfilling my promise and we’re even.
So last night I was having a conversation with my children, asking them to understand that this circumstance might bring some inconveniences to us. I said if there is one family member who wants to advance, we all should support and make sacrifices if necessary. All this time daddy has been sacrificing by not working outside but running his own business at home (if it can indeed be called a sacrifice :) ) because he doesn’t want the children to be raised by a domestic helper. Now that they are growing up, daddy decided to try his luck in another field. It’s not only daddy who gives up his time, energy and thought to take the courses but mom also makes sacrifices by getting up early, sleeping late at night, coordinating with the school car driver, etc. And I hope they are willing to make the same sacrifices by spending the afternoon at grandparents' house until we take them home. Spending times at grandparents’ means no messing up the house, no screaming or yelling out loud, as I can imagine their scream will straightly send their grandparents a headache, no matter how reassuringly my parents-in-law said that it won't at all cause them any trouble. I apologized to my kids and hoped they can understand.
And to my surprise the kids with sweet encouraging voice said they did not object to the new arrangement and told me not to worry about it. Awwww .. aren’t they sweet? I am a very proud mother (If you didn't notice already :) )