It's weird how the feeling of becoming a mother changes your perspective on life.

I had a wonderful childhood, although it could be better. My mother did everything in her power to raise me and my sister to the best that she could, although there were obstacles too mighty for her to cross.

She was a lowly paid full time working mother, working for my dad. Because she had accidentally got pregnant with me when she was dating my dad, she was plunge into motherhood not by choice. Sorry Mom 😅😅.

I hardly ever saw my parents in the day, and barely had any time at night because of all the school work I had to do. I remember calling her all afternoon asking her what time she will be back from work. When she does get home, she was always too tired to play.

I made a choice that I shall not be stuck to a man and let his life define my career choice. I will get my degree, work hard, and children can come later to be fair, I was not even counting on having a family of my own.

I met a gentleman who treated me like I was his world. We agreed to have a baby 2 years after we got married, and just overnight, my perspective changed.

Suddenly I didn't feel my career was that important anymore, now that I have a human life growing inside me. I wanted to give her everything I didn't have, and want to make sure she never felt alone. My initial dream of becoming and architect seemed so unimportant. I suddenly felt the stress to slave for a corporate life was the last thing I wanted. I still loved architecture, but I did not want it to over shadow my new life.

I wanted to have time to not just be a designer, but more importantly, a mother and a wife.