They say that the only permanent thing in this world is CHANGE. But what would you do if life throws you about three of them in a span of one month? And these are not minor changes like rearranging your furniture or updating your entire wardrobe, but to your way of life which requires hard-core decision making and planning? I would advice you to take it one step at a time, relax, do not overwhelm yourself and enjoy the process. Well, I can't say I practice what I preach now can I? Here's what happened...
A Filipino friend who is working in the same company as I am offered me a career opportunity I can't let pass: to be able to transfer to a department where I will be able to practice my true line of expertise. I won't be going back to being an actual accountant but it will be close enough and I couldn't be more excited! Of course there's a catch, or "catches", which will produce a domino effect.
Catch # 1
I needed to move to day shift and follow normal local working hours. Now this may not seem to be a "catch" really. But considering our current situation here in Malaysia wherein I took a job at night so Jason and I can take turns in being with Matt, we had to find a whole new set-up and make it work. So unless my husband works from home, there's no other option but to hire a nanny who can look after Matt while we're away during the day. As a big portion of Filipino workers in this country are house helpers and most of them are always on the lookout for part-time jobs, looking for one is not the issue. The additional expense of getting one is. Here it costs us about four or five times what it normally would if we were back home and that's already the cheapest. They normally charge more if they shouldered the cost of their work permit themselves.
Monetary reasons aside, getting a nanny also meant that I had to put my trust in a complete stranger. Our son, whom we have only ever left to the care of his grandmothers or other family members, will have to spend hours every weekday with a caregiver we've met only once (during her interview). It's a different kind of anxiety and even now, two months later, I'm still not used to the idea that another person is managing my son's daytime activities in ways other than my own. I refuse to relent? What kind of mom does?
Catch # 2
The team that I have joined holds office in a different building that is about 40 kilometers away from my previous site. The travel time from our place in Kuala Lumpur to the old building was 1.5 hours each way but the commute was rather easy and convenient due to the connecting train lines and on-schedule public buses. However, whether I take the bus or the train or a combination of both, going to and from the new site will take me a minimum of 2.5 hours each way. That lessens my precious time with my family by 2 hours more! We then decided to move to a new home closer to the office. So on top of resetting my body clock, adjusting to a new work environment, recalculating the household budget and orienting the nanny, we will have to pack, move and unpack. And we all know that cannot be done in just a day.
Pause... Breathe...
I may sound ranting through all this. But at the end of every day since it all started, it gets me thinking, much greater than these "catches" is the abundance of blessings the Lord has showered my family. I now get to come to work and enjoy what I do. The long lost sense of fulfillment is back each time I finish a task. I now get to cuddle with my boys in bed at night, nurse my son to sleep, kiss him goodnight and cuddle with him again in the morning. I am again the last one he sees before he closes his eyes, and the first one he sees when he wakes up. Moments that are all too precious because he will grow up sooner than I think.
Having a nanny also means that Jason and I get more "us" time. We get to go on dates more often now and be like boyfriend and girlfriend again. Cheesy, I know, but having time to ourselves has never been more important than right now. When we can easily get caught up in our work, errands and responsibilities in general.
Our "this is it" barefoot dance when we found our new home. |
Moving to a new house is definitely a lot of work in the beginning but once the last of the boxes has been unpacked, I get to use my almost non-existent decorating skills. I never knew it could be so tedious yet fun at the same time! Now, I totally get my mom when she's all worked up in the home section of a department store. How she always seem rooted to the spot examining a vase that she's been holding for the past 10 minutes. I realized it's not simply getting a piece of decor and placing it on an empty shelf in your living room. You will need to think about it's design, color, functionality, practicality. Oh this part could probably take up a whole new post.
Ultimately, changes can be very daunting. Especially when you have to deal with a lot at the same time. But in my case, having my husband to go through it all with me has been my saving grace. He has always been my rock, my support system and my shock absorber. And this is probably the most important of all. The feeling that whatever upheaval my little family may go through, in whatever state or country we find ourselves in, we will forever have each other.
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