Is it still Tuesday? Yes? Great. That means I can throw all of the thoughts cluttering my head into this one convenient post and be done for the week? Perfect!
Do you find you have a million tiny bottles of lotion everywhere. I just cleaned out my junk drawer and had 5 in there. I just counted the ones in my purse…I have 7!
When I decided to leave my job and be a SAHM I remember one mom was telling me this story of how someone had told her to please at least brush her hair that day. I remember thinking “How could you not brush your hair when you wake up in the morning.” Well it’s been 9 months since that day and now I totally get how you could go the entire day without brushing your hair. That first month I was home I woke up every morning and did my hair and put on makeup, still thinking to myself “Pshh how could so and so not brush her hair?! Please!” I still love doing my hair and makeup even if I’m not going anywhere but I’d say it happens about once a week now instead of everyday and at about 3:30 in the afternoon instead of first thing in the morning.
My poor husband. He told me once that the fact that I would come home from work and put my pajamas on straight away made him “Terrified what it would be like when you left your job.” Hahaha. Poor sucker.
For more random fun check out Keely at the TheUnmom. She puts me to shame.
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what is the best environment for my daughter. Let me start by saying that in my young adulthood I never dreamed I would be a SAHM. I always saw myself as a working mommy and denied any wrong in having a child in daycare. I argued that daycare is good for children because they get to learn new things everyday and as long as they are getting quality time with mom and dad at night and on the weekends then it is the best situation. I also just never pictured myself being happy as a SAHM, and I thought that a happy working mom is 100% better then an unhappy mom at home.
My daughter came along…I stayed home for 3 months…went back to work for 10 months…and have now been home with her for 8 months. My reasons for staying home were complex. Although I had a flexible work schedule I was bringing too much stress from my job home. The families I worked with were becoming more and more challenging and the feeling of helplessness was breaking my heart every day. I’ve always heard the average turn around time for people working in social services is 2 years per job. I had been in my job for 3 and a half years. I also thought I was going back to school because with my husbands job I was only going to have to pay 20%. That is too long and depressing of a story to get into here but it didn’t work out.
Besides the stress of work and the promise of becoming a student again I just MISSED my daughter. She was getting to be a really fun age…18 months…and every morning as I got her dressed my heart just ached to be home with her. I longed for afternoon trips to the park and the zoo, story time at the library, lunch dates at the mall, snuggles after nap time. Then there were some complications with her current daycare and that kind of made the decision for me. Enrolling her in another daycare was out of the question. Since she was adopted and had already been through 2 caregivers plus a daycare provider I just couldn’t put her through another big change so soon.
Now that it has been 8 months the monotony of staying home is really starting to wear on me. Being home everyday is not all peaches and cream like I thought it was going to be. You see because my 18 month old little monkey has turned into a defiant 2 1/2 year old. Being the full time mom of a 2 year old takes creativity and patience…two things I do not possess in large amounts. That’s not the only reason I’ve been questioning whether being at home with me is the best for my daughter though. She is a very social person. Slow to warm up but once she does she has a great time. She loves being around other kids, adults, and big crowds. I took her to a playgroup last week and she clung to me the whole time. I couldn’t help but think “Am I sheltering her too much?” “Am I keeping her from all the wonderful experiences she could be having at a child care?” I’m sure at a quality daycare the providers will not yell the way mommy sometimes does. But then they will probably not cuddle her the way mommy does either. “Does that mean I am coddling her then?” “Am I depriving her of learning life lessons without the hovering helicopter mommy watching her every move?” “Am I depriving myself of my career? Of feeling like I am making a difference in the world?”
I don’t have any answers. Just questions. Even with all the questions I am content with where I’m at. I do not regret my decisions or what I’m doing right now I guess I just need to know where all of this is going. I don’t want to stop thinking about my future as not just a mom but a woman who has something valuable to offer society, and I never want to stop learning. At the same time I don’t want my daughter’s world to be confined to this house. I want her to experience new things at a young age. Nuclear and isolated families are something fairly new to humans. I have a strong feeling that it was not meant to be this way. We are social beings and children used to have a lot of people around to play and interact with. Have we gone too far with wanting to shelter our children to our own little world where we can control everything?
I obviously don’t know the answer so what are your thoughts?
My husband bought me Randy Pausch’s book “The last Lecture.” I was so moved by his story and have really been getting a lot out of his book. The main focus is basically about how he was able to live out some of his childhood dreams. Naturally it got me thinking about what my dreams were as a child. This is the list I came up with so far.
- Be WonderWoman
- Learn to play the piano (and be good at it)
- Be Anne of Green Gables long lost cousin so I could visit her in beautiful Novia Scotia
- Help suffering children
- Own a horse
- Be a “super mom”
- Save the world
I have only semi-realized one of these dreams, number 4. I went to school so that I could work with disadvantaged kids and enjoyed working in that field for over 4 years (until I became a full-time mom).
I don’t think I have reached “super-mom” status yet. Talk to me in another 6 years when I have more children and am carting them off to soccer practice, spanish and piano lessons, and holding a full time job while going to school for my PHD. 
No, seriously, I hope to accomplish a few more things on that list at some point in my life. I plan to make a mind movie to help motivate me along the way.
So…what were your childhood dreams? Have you accomplished them? I would love to know!
My last day at work was today. My husband and I decided four weeks ago that it would be best for me to stay home with our 19 month old daughter. I hate the term “stay at home mom” but that seems to be the most popular thing to say and I can’t think of a different term to use. So for now I guess I am a “sahm”.
Before I became a mom I always thought that I would work and that I would never have a problem taking my kids to daycare. Well, then reality hit. What I have learned since becoming a mom is that no one will handle my daughter the way I want to. From discipline, to diet, to what kind of cups she drinks out of. Also, you really cannot ever get this time back. I was working on her babybook the other night and looking at her pictures and was in tears that I can never get that time back with her and don’t even remember that much of it. I am positive that I will never look back on my time home with her and say “I wish I hadn’t spent that time with her.”
Now, I want to make sure you kow that I in no way judge mother’s who work. This is a very personal decision that everyone has to make for their own family. At this time this is what is best for us and I feel so blessed that I even have the opportunity.
I worked at this job for over three years and learned so many invaluable things about being a parent and raising kids. That is another part that is really exciting, now I get to actual DO the things that I am talking to other parents about every day. I loved helping other people become better parents but now it is time for me to give that to my daughter.
