I instagram a picture of my son daily, @happilyhenrich #atlasdaily. Sometimes, most of the time, I post more than one a day. So you can only imagine I take PLENTY more than that. My son is almost a year old, and I’ve taken over 5 thousand […]
Month: August 2015
I am a full-time stay-at-home mom.
I cannot even begin to explain how difficult that statement has been for me.
I am twenty-five years old, and a stay-at-home mother of one.
In a past-life, I was a double marketing and accounting major, a world traveler, and a professional working twelve-hour days. I was bound to see and conquer the world.
Now, my world is a bit smaller… And responds to the name Atlas.
Most days, I am not presentable until my fiancé gets home from work at five. My daily conversations includes more sounds than words, and over-exaggerated facial expressions. Leaving the house before ten o’clock is practically unheard of, and if we must, it takes at least a twenty-four hours notice. Heck, leaving the house in and of itself takes no less than an hour and fifteen minutes, a duffel bag stuffed with food, entertainment, and a complete outfit change for the both of us.
Let’s just say my world has shifted. A tectonic shift.
Now, let me preface this with this statement: I AM HAPPY. I could not be happier to be a mother. To be his mother.
I am blessed. I am sure you all know that being a mother is the greatest blessing ever, and the most fulfilling ‘job’. THERE. THAT. Air-quotes. That is where I struggle.
In the past, I never considered being a mother a job. A calling maybe. A purpose sure. But a job? No. I was a daughter and nobody ever called that a job. I was a sister/friend/girlfriend etc., and while at times it may have felt like a job, nobody called it one. All of these roles came with responsibilities, tasks, expectations, yet nobody called them jobs.
Why is being a mother any different? If you asked me that a year ago, I’d tell you it wasn’t. I’d tell you being a stay-at-home mom was the same as being a kid during summertime.
A year ago, I was wrong.
Being a stay-at-home mom is a job. The responsibilities that you inherit are not negotiable. They are not optional. In fact, being a mom is a job you can’t call in sick to, or slack at. You are your own boss, but if you don’t do your job you’ll most definitely hear about it at an ear-shattering pitch.
It took me only a few short weeks to realize just how real my new job was. Just how demanding it was. Yet, I’m a year in now and I still have trouble being JUST a stay-at-home mom.
I’ve always qualified it. I’m a stay-at-home mom BUT… I am doing some side work at home. It’s only for the first year or so. I’m helping a friend with her new business venture. I’m taking some classes online.
(I’d just like to point out, if I’d said AND instead of but it would have been fine. You can be two things at once, or seven. That shows multiple passions – or possibly, lack of focus. However, a BUT shows lack of confidence or fulfillment with a role.)
Okay, all of these things were true to some degree or another. However, it was always all on the side. Something I did during nap time or after bed time. It wasn’t my job. My focus. No other job title has to qualify itself. I’m a business owner, but… I’m a CEO of this or that, but… I’m a professional hockey player, but… That but showed insecurities. Buts are for that not-good-enough situation.
And my job is good enough. In fact, it’s great.
I am a stay-at-home mother providing the best care possible for my child.
I am a stay-at-home mother enjoying as much of the little moments as I can.
I am a stay-at-home mother teaching and nurturing my baby.
I am a stay-at-home mother who gets all the cuddles, diaper changes, and nap-time struggles.
I am a stay-at-home mother. I may or may not do other things from time-to-time, but being a SAHM is enough.
I am a stay-at-home mom. No buts.