Before I became a mommy, I started a 101 Dreams journal, where I wrote down my bucket list. The book serves as a motivation for me to take baby steps to achieve my dreams, and thus far I have done pretty well – solo travel, volunteering in Africa, bungee jump, etc. Sky diving has been on my list for the longest time, and I really, really, really want to do the jump. But when the opportunity came during my 30th birthday, I was like… Should I do it? Am I being an irresponsible mother? What will happen to Colby if something happens to me? I thought long and hard about this issue – should we put our dreams on hold the moment we embark on the motherhood journey?
Someone commented that perhaps I should wait till Colby is older before pursuing such dreams/hobbies/passions, but how old is old? When he is in primary school, secondary school or university? University sounds reasonable, but I would probably be in my 50s then… I am not too sure if I will still be game enough for it, provided that I am still in good health. Well after much internal debate, I decided to go ahead with the jump. It was such an awesome experience that I would not mind doing it again anytime. Some people may think that skydiving is a high-risk activity, but I did a tandem jump (where you are attached to an instructor), which is relatively safe. Even travel insurance covers recreational skydiving nowadays!
I believe that we should not put our own lives on hold to be a wife and mother. I do not want to look back on my life and think that I have missed out on so many things due to motherhood. We can be good mothers even if we choose to pursue our personal goals, as these two should not be mutually exclusive. Most importantly, I want to set a good example for my children – I want them to grow up pursuing their dreams. To do that, I have to learn to live my own dreams before I can help to make theirs a reality.