A Day of Rest

Needing rest both mentally and physically, I took a day off from work today. I had every intention to work a bit at home today, but I just couldn't get myself to do it - not even training. Sitting at home, I realized how quickly time can fly when I'm not doing anything. (I guess the same thing can be said when I'm in meetings all day long in the office.) When I finally stepped out of the house to fill up his car, I realized I hadn't spoken a word the whole day. And, the thought of that scared me...

I used to be 100% sure that I'd want to stay home to take care of my kid for 3 years (if I were to have one), but I'm not so sure of that anymore. I think I'd be insane if the baby is the only person I'd be speaking to. Besides, what am I going to do with myself when everyone else is at work? I know it's not right, but I do define at least part of who I am with my job. Not that being a mom isn't a job... but I just won't feel right without an income. After all, I've been earning an income since I was 15. Besides, I won't be able to raise the child the way I want to with just one income, and I'd have to say bye-bye to retiring early and comfortably. (Here's another scary thought... if I had followed my parents' footsteps, I would be a mother by now, since I've now been married for 9 months.)

When we were in school, everyone was basically the same; we were all in the same stage in life. Yes, we experience different things when we were growing up, but we were all in school. But, we have gotten to a point in life where our friends can be anywhere in the spectrum. Some are still in school, while others have already made something out of their careers. Some haven't even started dating, while others are already married and expecting a child. I don't know where I'll be in a few years, but I'm sure as heck that I'm not ready to be a mom.