We had a reunion dinner with whom we consider as an adopted daughter to this family. My memory of her is vague since I was too young back then, but I've been told that she adored me when I was a little kid. This teenage girl that my dad used to talk about now became a professor at New Mexico State (hence, that's why we were able to have a reunion), a mother of a two-year old boy, and a loving wife to a college sweetheart. Although it is almost certain that their stay in New Mexico is only a temporarly fix, it was great seeing my family being very happy.
Thus comes the babysitting of the two-year old boy while the "older" adults were catching up. This boy is perhaps the most energetic baby I have ever been acquainted in my life. He loves stairs, constantly runs around the house, and is curious about every little object (which is probably normal for all babies, now I think about it). Very lovable baby. My favorite moment was when he had this big smile whenever I said "smile". I know that I maybe overreacting but babysitting really gave me a glimpse of what a motherhood might be. Especially if there are studying and work involved along with being a mother, the workload sounds unbelievable to me. I do not know how she did it as well as many mothers out there. He already exhausted me after 6 hours!



This short but memorable experience reminded me how tough being a mother would be and that it should not be taken light about it. Imagine having to be responsible and guide for another human-being from the very beginning. It may be the hardest job on earth. I love babies, but I want to be a good mother. This definitely tells me that I shouldn't be a mother for a long time. I am actually terrified that I will never be a good one...

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