Who transforms you? 

Today, the daily prompt word is TRANSFORMATION.


First thought: Is it because it’s Tuesday? HAHA. Anyway, the actual first thing that comes to my mind when prompted about this word is MAKE UP. But I would have to tell you that I am not going to talk about it, for the simple reason that I know very little of it. I am going to talk about what I know a little bit more: MOTHERHOOD. MOTHERHOOD: so clichè, so simple, so easy. These are the things that I thought it was. Take note: WAS. Until I had Elon, I would always think that there are far more important things in life than to stay home and fend for another tiny human being’s life who does not really do much except to sleep, eat, and poop. I even told my boss that although I am entitled to a year of maternity leave, I would only take 6 months because again, as I thought, I would not get attached. I do not need to be with the baby after 6 months. That time would be enough. And then I ate all what I said. I had to change the original plan. And now that Elon is almost one, I do not even plan to go back. Being a mother, it transforms not only you but your priorities. I have heard time and again how women have to hold back pursuing their careers because they got pregnant and ultimately have to stay home. This is the exact reason why I only said I would only take a 6-month leave. I was selfish. I said I can go and work and become who I felt I needed to be and take care of Elon later.


But now that he is here, I feel like I do not want to miss seeing him grow. It is the most fascinating thing of all. When he rolled over for the first time, smiled for the first time, pulled himself up for the first time, sat up for the first time, walked for the first time, kissed me for the first time, hugged me for the first time. These are things I can never witness again if I had gone back to work after 6 months of giving birth. I would have lots of regret so I am glad I stayed. He still have his list of first of things to do. And I am here to witness them all. I am transformed. My heart is full.

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