"At work, you think of the children you have left at home. At home, you think of the work you've left unfinished. Such a struggle is unleashed within yourself. Your heart is rent." -- Golda Meir
Ever since I got back from work, I couldn't help but think about my daughter back home. Yes, it's separation anxiety. I know all working mothers go through this and it's only a matter of time till they can adjust to the situation, but, I don't know how long it would take for me, I just felt so bad about leaving my daughter behind to the care of a nanny when I should be the one attending to her.
Why bear a child and leave her behind? I thought if my daughter could only complain, she would probably ask me that. Mama and papa needs to work baby, so we can afford raising you and sending you to school someday.
It's called a mother's sacrifice. It's painful having to leave your child to somebody else, especially when that somebody is not even your relative. I don't want to think that Dipdip will feel more for her yaya more than her very own mother. I'd still like to think that the bond between a mother and a child could not be easily erased.
I am Dipdip's mother. Nothing and no one can take her away from me.