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How is motherhood going to be?

For the past few months, I have been making changes to my life, little by little.  The logical reasoning is that I am preparing for my soon married life.  But the bigger reason is that I want to become a better person for God and the people around me.  As I am sitting now at Starbucks and typing this blog entry using my tablet, I thought about what to do for the rest of the day.  I thought of going for a jog, study, purchase new reading materials and arranging stuff at home.  I'll say that life is still pretty much carefree as a single. 

As an only child, I never had to worry much about performing certain tasks in my household.  There are pros and cons about growing in a family with no siblings.  However, I believe things will begin to change when I am a married woman.  For the past few months, I have disciplined myself to have devotion time, jog and eat responsibly.  Also, thanks to my job, I get to create simple artwork and cook dishes.  My studies, in additional, may help to guide my (unborn) child or children with their school homework in the near future.  Being more conscientious about household chores and managing personal and household finances are areas I soon need to be more serious about.  Since volunteering and meeting up with my good friends are very important to me, I will make serious attempts in allocating time for these activities.  In a positive way, I have a lingering image of me being a mother and imparting good values is very real to me.  How can I become a good mother without being a better person?  I shall not attempt to define "good" here but I have a lot to work on. :)

I supposed there is an unquatifiable amount of fear of the unknown.  Although I have a vision and idealism of how I want to bring up my child or children; there are always things that one does not naturally prepare for; like if my kid has special needs or turns out to be homosexual.  I have given some thoughts of how I would react with these fast-changing times, but one can never be sure; especially when you can somewhat grasp the concepts of post-modernism and actually arriving at the circumstances.

Nonetheless, I am extremely excited about my impending new life. :)

Cheers,
Pam

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