When I was a little girl, our house was always clean, the food was always on time, my baon was always prepared before I go to school. Whenever we would go to the beach (which we often did), everything we need was always, ALWAYS in the picnic basket. From knives to scissors to napkins to sawsawan. I didn't really appreciate this when I was a little girl, I don't recall thanking her.
But now that I have a family of my own, I wonder how ever could she do all those things. She did make us do our chores but I never really liked it. I never really liked cleaning, maybe because I don't recall my Mom ever holding a broom and I only hear the term "general cleaning" at the start of the school year where my public school teachers would make us clean (I would sneak out so I don't get to wax the floor). But our house was still always clean. My Mom is an excellent cook. During the first months of my married life, I could cook maybe only 3 to 5 dishes for my husband (kawawa). Because when I was a little, my work in the kitchen was to wash the dishes.
Right now, I still struggle keeping our house clean, it never comes close to being spotless. I have to put a lot of effort just to fix my daughter's baon in the morning before she goes to school.
I never heard my Mom complain. Just like me, she has three children but she can still manage to read her book leisurely (as I always find her when I come home from school). Just like me, she used to work in an office then decided to stay home with us. But why do I find it so hard to do all these things, to be a homemaker? Should I blame her for doing all the things for me? Did she pamper me too much? Did she not give me enough training.
