(Greek; στήθος, stéthos – chest and σκοπή, skopé – examination)

What do you want to be when you grow up? How many times have we heard the elderly asking us this, the answer is supposedly a child’s dream that they would closely follow up and see if realized.

The more popular answers would be, ‘I want to be a doctor,’ ‘a teacher,’ I want to be a nurse,’ or ‘the president!’ And some would absent-mindedly say “I just don’t know what I want to be when I grow up.” As for me, I only decided that I wanted to be a journalist when I was 16.

Later on, how many of us realized our dream of becoming who we want to be? Some of us did but some like me ended up being a young mom, blogging her time out and trying to somehow be a work at home mom. Nevertheless, I find being a sahm worthwhile than interviewing people, photographing them to have something to print in the newspaper. After all, I also get to write about my life as a mom, and got the most adorable photo subjects too.

How can you know what you want
Till you get what you want
And you see if you like it?
Steven Sondheim, Into the Woods