Alan and I got married while still in college and 6 months after we were married, we found out we were pregnant with our first little girl. When she was 8 months old we found out we were pregnant again with our second little girl. And it has been a whirlwind of joy, craziness, difficulties, and fun these last 2 years!
I guest posted over at my friend Alyssa’s blog All Things Beautiful last week. I was just so proud of this post that I wanted to share it with you if you didn’t head over there and check it out. She asked me to share my experience as a stay-at-home mom (SAHM). So I gave her a look at a typical day for me. The ups and downs and why I love it so much. So here it is!
Before we were even married, we knew that I wanted to be what the blogging world calls a SAHM – a stay-at-home mom. Yes Alan was still in college. Yes I have lots of student loans to pay off. Yes we are still living in an apartment. Yes Alan is in the middle of changing careers. Yes we have to live frugally. And yes we are so so happy!
Being a SAHM has it’s joys and hardships. I am there for every first step, every first word, every first tooth, and every first time eating solid foods. But I am also there for every tantrum, every illness, every tear, every fall, every mess, and every diaper change. I often end the day with a headache and not enough energy to get off the couch!
During naptime today all I could do was scroll through Facebook in a daze as the sink was filled with dishes behind me, the high chairs smeared in squished pears, soggy bread, and leaking sippy cups of milk. Toys and clothes lay at my feet waiting to be put away and I could hear my two year old banging on the door because she wants to be “awake” and watch “shows” rather than nap.
My husband was home last week for our own little spring break and he told me that he was glad that being a mom was my job and not his. Don’t get me wrong, he’s a great dad! But being a SAHM is hard, hard work.
After reading this, you may think, why would anyone want to be a SAHM? Why would you want to stay home all day without any recognition, hardly any appreciation, and somewhat invisible to the world? Well let me tell you why.
My two year old hugs me all the time and gives me kisses on the cheek throughout the day. My 9 month old grabs my face and gives me wet open mouth kisses. Both my girls want their mom when they are upset. Which can sometimes be hard when they need you all the time, but so rewarding to know your kids want and love you. I love watching my girls play together. I love taking them to the park during the day and pushing them on the swings. I love snuggling on the couch and my toddler leaning her head on my arm. I love teaching my girls. I love that I get to be their mentor and teach them manners, values, the alphabet, and colors. I love watching my two year old run around pointing out the letter O, wave goodbye as cars drive away in our parking lot, and say “Thank you Mama!” when I give her things. I love their beautiful blue eyes looking up at me and I can’t help but feel so much love for them. And I get to feel this every day.
I am their protector, their teacher, their nurse, their example, their mother. And I get to be home with them. No we’ll never be rich with a large home in Southern California and a beach house. And there are definitely days when I think, “Man it would be nice to have an extra income and I would be awesome in the business world!” And I probably won’t get any real “Thank You’s” from my children until they have their own children, but it’s worth it. Some days don’t always feel that way, but in the long run, being home with my girls is what’s best for our family. And I love it!
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