Yesterday, when the soon-to-be-husband and I talked about what I picture myself professionally in the future, he said he would prefer I don’t stay at home even after our future-child born. The reason is this: he’s more than willing to provide for me whatever it cost, financially, but he would like to think that taking care of the baby and household errands are our responsible. Not only mine. Being a housewife sort of not making it equal.
I think that’s interesting. And sweet. He wants to take care of me -in sensible way, not in a way that makes me want to scream ‘go away, I’m not a child anymore’.
I am blessed, really. I must have owed God a lot for this.