Overworked and Underpaid
Exhausted and Sleep Deprived
Wearer of many hats… Chef, Maid, Nurse, Chauffeur, etc
Sacrificed my career
Gave up my dreams
Lost my identity
Can’t pee alone
Can’t do anything in a hurry
Can’t remember to shower
Hear me when I say I get it.
I am a Stay-At-Home-Mom.
I was raised by a SAHM and I find myself daily surrounded by other SAHMs.
I feel like I have a bit of ground to stand on for this one and I am a little fired up.
I get that it’s a hard, stressful, overwhelming and usually thankless job.
I know what it is like to be covered in yesterdays bodily fluids.
I know what it’s like to be sleep deprived.
I have prayed many nights that my baby would just burp and sleep before we both tumble out of the rocking chair.
I get it. Seriously.
But what I don’t get is how this is a burden…
This all started when in front of me and a crowd… Shane was asked, “Does your wife work?”
Shane’s response, “No she stays home.”
Shane’s answer was 100% accurate and I was 100% NOT offended,
The man went on to joke about how he set him up to score points with me…
Stay-at-home-moms have the hardest job in the world… blah, blah, blah.
Shane agreed that I work very hard and apologized for his answer.
He doesn’t need to give some cliche answer to earn points.
This is a marriage not tennis match.
And the bottom line really is the fact…
I stay at home because I want to.
That really could be the end of the story… but let me elaborate.
I chose to have children.
I went to college.
I have a degree.
I could go get a “real” job.
But remember… I stay home because I want to and to add to that… I consider it a privilege.
Is it hard? Duh.
Are there some days where I feel like running away? Sure. (That’s what the closet is for.)
Are there times when simultaneously getting a root canal and a colonoscopy seems less painful? Yep.
(And you are welcome for that visual.)
Are you ready for another truth? It might make you feel a little awkward… here goes…
I can stay home because we can.
It is a choice and a privilege.
There was a time when I was a single mom and couldn’t imagine being married, owning a home, and being financially able to stay home.
That said… I have friends that have to work and I have friends that choose to work.
To my friends that have to work… I feel ya. I missed a lot firsts and milestones and cuddles. But sometimes you just have to.
To my friends that choose to work. More power to ya. We all have different ways of doing this mom thing. I am proud of those who represent women in the workforce.
And to my fellow SAHMs…
Let’s stop the whining.
Stop the grumbling.
Stop the self-absorbed focus. (you know… like, when you are complaining about how selfless your life is)
Let’s start enjoying and embracing the life we have chosen.
I have thrown myself a SAHM pity party from time to time. I seated myself at the head of the table and toasted all of sacrifices.
Then I was quickly reminded of how freaking blessed I am.
I get to stay home. It’s not a prison, jail cell, or life sentence.
It was/is my choice.
I love staying home.
I love what I do.
I love watching these little people grow up before my very eyes.
I am not sure what I or God will do with my whole life… But for now I am enjoying the privilege of being a stay-at-home-momma.
I would love to hear some opinions on this one…
Do you work?
Do you stay home?
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