Now that Karen is 7 months old, it's time for me to find a job but the thought of not being there all the time is upsetting. I feel that I am not ready yet for this kind of separation. We are just starting to get to know each other and she is beginning to get used to my company. We are starting to have fun and I want to be near her when she needs Nanay. To be there when she cries and wants a cuddle. To see her day to day improvement.
There are so many " what if's" in my mind that paralyze me. I know that this is not good. Then the need to justify myself sets in--that I am a first time mother--but deep inside I also know for a fact that millions of mothers went through this and that to be a full time Nanay is not an option for now. So in the meantime, between job-hunting and making the apartment safe for her, I forge a loving relationship with my daughter. The one with quality time. Something she will always cherish and be proud of.
Dijon, one of the cities in France, was the destination of our mid-week get away. The city,which is well known for its mustard,is a 3-hour train ride from Genève via Lausanne. As I've mentioned in my previous post ,this was my first time to visit the city. We arrived mid-day to a gloomy surrounding and headed to Quick, sort of Jollibee here. Yet,the real treat was in the old town. Walking on the paved street for me was like being transported to another era. Aside from Musée des Beaux-Arts Dijon, we were able to visit Cathédrale de Saint Bénigne and the Notre Dame de Dijon. However,due to time constraint we were not able to visit other places. Our evening meal was in Le Théâtre des Sens, a small but cozy restaurant and where I've tried escargot. Yes, I did and blame it on the kir! Our dinner was really good,the waiter was very cheery and accomodating. We stayed at the Hotel Des Ducs where we spent the rest of the night watching crime scene investigation. Ah! the joy of havin...
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