What Matters

      

    A few days before planning to post part 2 of my birth story, I accidentally deleted it and blogger auto saved it! (oh my! stress!) So that meant that my post was now empty. My work was GONE. All efforts in finding it somewhere in the internet was useless. It had disappeared into thin air. I would just have to rewrite it all (and well, make you wait a bit). That’s how my day started then.

    When my girls woke up I thought, now onto more important things… Time to breastfeed Natalie, give her a bath, prepare Audrey’s breakfast, pray with my husband before he leaves, eat (but with the butterflies in my stomach, I really couldn’t), send out work emails, coordinate schedules with clients, read to the girls… my list goes on. You see, I can’t really write unless it’s the wee hours of the morning, or late at night. But I was in a bit of a panic and thought I can't finish my post if I don't use up more time during the day. Except there are so many things that preoccupy me – and they are the more important things. I enjoy writing, I always have, but my priority is taking care of my family, my household and my work. So I had to shift my focus quickly – and believe me it was HARD. But I knew it needed to be done or nothing else would be.

    And so my seemingly stressful day began - or so I thought. My 3 month old gives me a smile as I pick her up for a feeding and I swear the stress was washed away. Afterwards, I put Audrey’s breakfast in front of her and she says, “Thank you Mum” (oh happy day!). I think my sentences are starting to rhyme now hahaha! I really had to put my worries aside so I could focus on what’s more important. I just prayed that what I wrote would still be unearthed from my memory bank somehow. And if not, maybe I’ll be able to write something better. Who knows... But what I do know is that when I let go and choose what matters more, my day is made.