for as long as i can remember, i wanted to be a mother. and not just any mother, but a stay at home mother. i wanted to get my kids ready for school everyday, drop them off & pick them up, drive them across town for their sports, run my own errands, clean the house, make dinner. that's how i always envisioned my life.
being a mother.
for anyone who thinks being a SAHM is a "glamorous" lifestyle, i feel sorry for you. it is not a get out of jail free card because i don't have to "clock in/clock out".
it doesn't mean all those college classes were a "waste",
and it sure as hell does not mean "oh, you don't work".
sometimes i have to remind myself that i am doing what most people can't do. not just financially, but mentally. yes, it is a blessing to be able to live off of one income. is it tough? sure. but you know what? we lived our lives. we spent money on stupid shit. really stupid shit. we took those vacations. we had the fancy wedding. we did it.
most people get up to their alarms, hit snooze a few times, run for the coffee, and head off to a job that they hate. they spend 40+ hours a week, away from their family. at a job that they hate. they commute, meet deadlines, at a job that they hate. and if you are a working mother (bless your soul), then your days are even crazier. waking the kids up to get them to daycare in time for you to get to work on time, only to rush back to them before the school closes.
sometimes i wish i could have been a women who truly was career driven. i remember boyfriend's saying "well you can't just be a mom when you grow up. you have to have goals". now they are ex-boyfriends. and please don't get me wrong, i didn't marry my husband because he allowed me to be home with our daughter. i didn't marry him because his income is "enough" for our family. i married him because we had the same vision. he was raised by a SAHM and he knew how lucky he was.
i feel like people look at SAHM's as a filler. like our "jobs" don't really mean anything because we don't bring home a paycheck. which in return, makes me second guess my decision to be home. it makes me feel like those college classes were a waste. it makes friendly conversations uncomfortable because "oh, you stay home? that must be nice"
.. yea, nice.
it's nice not showering for 3 days. it's nice taking care of a screaming baby, with a fever, while you have a fever yourself. it's nice to forget to eat, again.
so the next time you run into a SAHM, remember this post. remember that they don't get to call in sick, or take a personal day. they don't get to hit snooze. they don't get to enjoy that hot cup of heaven. they DO work. just because we don't wear a uniform, doesn't mean our job doesn't matter. and just because we don't bring home a paycheck, doesn't mean we don't contribute.
we may never have to clock in, but that's only because we never get to
c l o c k o u t .