It was yet another Mother’s Day last Sunday and after nagging Obi’m for not congratulating and gifting me sufficiently- lol, yes, I know-, I decided to take a leaf out of Michelle Obama’s book and track down my happiness myself. In the man’s defense, with the quarantine days mashing into one collective, long moment in time, he didn’t realize yet another Mothers’ Day was upon us. Still. *Insert side-eye here* Anyway, I gave myself all the kudos I deserved. The more I thought about it, the more I chose to celebrate all the effort I put into being a mom and being the best version of that word that I can be.

As I looked through my photos, I had to smile. I saw a photo of Kaito in a bubble bath with me sitting on his little elephant stool by the side of the tub, one eye on my laptop perched daintily on my knee, working to meet a deadline, the other eye on my kid…who may or may not have been licking bubbles. These are the issues, ladies and gentlemen. Lol. Full time working woman and full time working momma. I found another of us in our makeshift home-school class, thanks to Corona virus, trying on neon and metallic coloured paper glasses which proudly declared ‘PARTY TIME’. Home-school with mummy is so much more fun than real nursery, if I say so myself! Kaito’s glasses were askew with only one eye showing through the makeshift peephole and I was trying to cover my modesty in one of Obi’m’s over-sized shirts I had worn to sleep. It was a mess of a photo, but a beauty of a memory. Growing up, with an Olivia Pope of a working mum, two maids and usually a separate cook, I never thought I’d face motherhood without an arsenal of employees. Then Kaito tumbled into my world. He changed and challenged all the things I thought I couldn’t do. We have survived his almost 3 years, without a nanny. This is huge for me.

Kaito is my absolute delight. He wakes up in the morning and looks at me like I have new and exciting adventures to take him on. Everyday. Lol. He makes small things like teaching him to blow a balloon or shoot a water gun or make a mask, seem like the most amusing, amazing thing a human can do. I look at him, a kind, polite, sweet boy and even when everything else seems awry, I am certain of this one, implacable thing: I am doing a great job here.