Wrong methodology

This country has the worst maternity leave which really doesn't encourage newborns to live a healthy and useful life. Unless the mother is a non-working one or one who has months of leaves to take or is working in a company that allows a few months of unpaid leave, then the newborns are going to suffer not having enough human milk and mothers' love that he or she will possibly grow up to be an unhealthy kid who had cow's milk that are meant to be left for baby cows and to grow cow's brain.

Yes, I am that angry over the country's policy for working mothers that I've tried tendering my resignation and was contemplating taking another two months off working! Somehow, the plan fails. What with trying to provide the best for the little human and trying to prepare him for the ugly world, I went back to work with regret.

I now try my best to go on providing human milk by hiding myself in the conference room with glass door covered up with newspaper (who would do that but me!) every three hours or so but there never is a guarantee that I'd be able to do that on the dot of the three hours. There are times when I just have to go for a meeting or am halfway working on something that keeping track of the three hours seems like an impossible task. The worse is that trying so hard and stressing over the fact one day, there just isn't going to be enough milk being away from the little human so much that it gets lesser and lesser.

If that wasn't enough stress to keep me from getting my three hours of sleep at night, my boss has decided that I should go overseas to do a non-sensible presentation without much thoughts about the fact that I am the soul provider of food for one tiny human. Dreading about the day that I may possibly have to bring ice boxes, my two pumps (one that I use and the other just in case the firsrt one stops working) and milk bottles isn't helping me get my three hours of sleep at nights. I fear of milk drying up in the process. What's even a more horrifying thought is that I cannot carry the milk bottles back in the plane but I have to check them in since they're going to be more than 100ml. I can imagine now the milk bottles going through the scanner and the officer staring into it as if I'm carrying loads of drugs in the form of water.

But do I have a way out of this? I really don't know. I just have wishful thoughts that the goverment suddenly makes it compulsory for a three month leave and half pay after that for another three months so I can continue to be on leave and be out of this predicament.

A friend once told me - what two months, even two years aren't sufficient. All I can say is that maybe humans in the last era had it right - men hunt for food while women stay home. Who the hell had to screw the methodology up?

Blogging 101

I am sick and tired of blogs. Before my two months of disappearance, I had to do a full proposal on blogging and blogs. When I went back to work, all I did was spent two weeks of testing on some blog. When I thought it's finally going to be over as it was supposed to be handed over to the owners of the blog, I was asked to write the first blog post for TF. I don't even have time to write on my own blog and I'm required to write for someone else? Heck....what am I supposed to write? How can I pretend and be someone else, read this person's mind and write something? And if that wasn't enough, I have been requested to go to Jakarta and Bangkok to do a presentation on blogs. Who needs to learn about blogs? I mean, is there anyone out there who doesn't know what a blog is yet? I'm beginning to feel that I'm Kenny S. now and I'm not even the blog expert!

Now you all know why I haven't been writing on my own blog!