Although I have always been appreciative of my life thus far, sometimes, I do forget how blessed I'm. I complain, bitch and lament at lil' things that seem so insignificant.
The earthquake,tsunami and the aftermath destroyed many lives, shattered dreams and broke many hearts. Looking at the video clips, reading the horrible news, I realised how bless and lucky I've been and I'm. I wouldn't be able to understand the pain they are going through but my heart goes all out to them.
While I lament about the lack of wardrobe space, they worry about having a roof under their head. While I complain about the lack of choices of food for dinner/lunch, they wonder when their next meal will be. While I bitch about nasty customers, they fear if they can find another job to rebuild all that they have lost. While I worry if my boy will turn out adorable, they grieve over the loss of their precious ones. While I wish I bought the stock one day earlier or later, they are faced with the loss they took a lifetime to accumulate. I realised how ungrateful I've been.
I've learnt, that the biggest surprise God has given us, our lil' boy is a real blessing. I'm so silly to fret over the fact I would prefer a year end baby so that I've already achieved my sales target or I wish to have a girl first. Because so many tried countless times to conceive and failed, or others had but lost, compared to them, I'm very blessed. I'm so silly to complain about the fact I didn't have morning sickness and fatigue (I couldn't help feeling worried that the baby isn't growing well) because many had a terrible time and wish they were never pregnant.
Yes, having a kid means sleepless nights, no more lazing in bed till 12pm, days and nights that are intertwined into one, having to bend our rules, stretch our patience, forgo our pride and admit sometimes we are not always right as parents, sacrificing and putting someone so small in built yet big in our hearts before ourselves. Then again, it's a gift so precious and life changing, gaining experiences that will mould us as a person, collecting memories that would last us a lifetime.
I blog about this, so that it will serve as a reminder to count my blessings during the times when I'm going through a rough patch in life or when I feel my life is topsy turvy with a child. Because I need to be reminded, life is always a blessing, it's a matter of how I see it..
