I hate not doing a great job at work. I hate missing out on important discussions and not making my contribution. I hate not growing fast enough in my career. I hate not being able to accept a better deal because it will make me lose my time at home. I hate saying no to plum assignments because I have to leave office at a fixed time. I hate not being able to do much more.
I also hate delegating anything to with my children. I hate not being at home when they come back after a long day at school. I hate saying “I’m busy” to them when they want to come and talk nonsense. I hate it when they can’t attend music class because I don’t have the time to drop them.
So I compromise.
- I work from home to the extent I can, and say goodbye to working up the corporate ladder.
- I ensure they can attend their Badminton and Swimming but let them miss the odd party
- I don’t hang around in the park with them, but make time to teach them to cycle
- I work late to finish assignments, but leave early when they have exams
- I stay awake and finish my work to ensure that my daughter makes it to her choir practice everyday
- I don’t go to the movies with them, but I make wings and halos for the Christmas play
On the final day of the term, when I see both my girls on stage, their eyes shining with pride and confidence, one receiving a prize, the other a part of the school choir, I look back and think, maybe ..............the compromises are worth it. Aren't they?