Josh and I worked together in “7/ Eleven”. Thats when cupid struck and before we knew it we were a couple. Life was good.
As a 21 year old I had many dreams and aspirations.
I was working odd jobs like this one to save up for my college. Josh was ambitious too and thats what made us a perfect couple. We continued working in the store and moved in together in a flat near our workplace. As we lay in bed, we could see the signboard “Open 24 hours” gleaming outside our window. Maybe on day we will have our own store I mused as sleep took over.
4 years passed and life went on smoothly. I got my degree and started my internship. I still worked on weekends for a few hours.
Josh proposed one night and I said yes. We got hitched and in 2 months we were going to be parents to not just one, but 2 adorable boys.
Josh and I had talked this over. We wanted to have kids soon while we were young and had the energy and enthusiasm to bring them up. We had decided that one of us had to take a career break and focus on bringing up the kids. We were not comfortable with daycare or nannies.
When the boys were born I looked into their tiny eyes which were barely open and knew this was my heart split into 2 pieces walking outside my body. I knew what I wanted to do at that instant.
Its been 4 years now and I wish I hadn’t been that emotional fool. There are days when they boys drive me totally crazy, a naughty bunch they are and I am constantly on my toes, trying to stop havoc.
I look at Josh enviously as he steps out of the house, neatly dressed and comes back only at night. He has his drink, a good meal and enjoys a sound sleep. I wonder when was the last time I had my coffee uninterrupted. My dress is full of milk and porridge stains and my hair looks like it was washed a year ago. I look at the “Open 24 hours” signboard now and I see the similarity with my life.
Its time for the twins to go to school finally and I heave a sigh of relief. I would have at least sometime for myself now I think looking forward to it.
We want to get them into the best school in the neighbourhood and they surprisingly are very well behaved and answer all the questions. I am excitedly waiting for the admission letter. We get it and we also get the demand for the donation which is mandatory. Its a huge blow for us as its impossible to cough up so much money.
Josh looks at me and solemnly says “Honey have you thought about home schooling? It has its benefits, you know”. I look at my little brats and the mess they have created in the dining room and my mouth is now wide open like a fish,
I dont sleep the whole night. Images of my life as an inter with a formal dress and heels, my boss praising me and telling me “You have great potential” flash before my eyes. My little boys, who are as naughty as they can be but sweethearts at the same time- I think of them and doze off.
The next morning as Josh walks in , I am seated at the table sipping my coffee.
“Did you give its. thought hon?”, he asks. “Homeschooling”
“Oh yes I did and as you say its a wonderful thing Josh. The thing is when we decided to start a family we made a decision together that one parent would stay at home and be with the kids while the other focussed on their career. I have done my bit for 4 years. Its your turn now Josh. The boys are grown up. Homeschooling is certainly a fab idea and I am damn sure you will be a great teacher”.
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