Tuesday, April 5, 2011
I'd love to sit here and tell you that staying at home is EVERYTHING I ever dreamed about. That everday is sunshine, kisses, and joyful merriment. But I'd be lying to you. And you deserve better than that.
I've had some sort of job since I was about 13 or 14. I was called upon early by friends of the family to babysit. We had friends that owned a carnival and I did that for money under the table in the summertime (yes, I was a carnie, no I didn't smell like cabbage). Then to save money for a class ring I started working at the local burger place in town. When they closed for the season I got a job at a big blue store that starts with a W and I worked there through high school, I graduated early and jumped into community college (which I REALLY wish people wouldn't make fun of b/c I thought it was great)-and into ANOTHER job at a Dr's office, did the office (40 hours a week) AND a waitressing gig (20 hours a week) for awhile towards the end of college. This among dating and 'trying' to be a normal 20 something. Reconnected with a Boy and the day after I graduated college he proposed. Marriage, and a job change to working at a University, then another job change to working for a Judge at the local Courthouse. Work.Work.Work.Work. But what else was there for me to do?
So here we are....9 months into my new job of staying at home full time with my two kids. I love my children. I love being with them and seeing them grow...daily, and right before my eyes. But I miss my old 'job'. I miss the daily buzz of coworkers/friends...speaking with adults. I miss being verbally appreciated. Here at home-Husband does a pretty good job of "great dinner" or "the house looks good"-but I used to be the go-to. Have a question about my job...you asked me..b/c I KNEW the answer. And no matter how long you've been a Mom..you'll never know all the answers...so now..now what?
I don't get thanked for changing Little Man's diapers...but he has yet to piss on me..so I guess that is thanks enough.
I don't get thanked for making sure Miss Priss has clean clothes to wear to dance class...but she loves to dance..so I guess that is thanks enough.
But is 'thanks enough'..enough?
Sometimes...but not always.
Something that helps? Knowing there are other Moms out there..just.like.me...like.you..having the same SAHM worries/struggles...here is an awesome post along the same lines. and ps..I love this blogger..I think she is amazing!
This might very well be just a part of a Becoming SAHM series. Thoughts?