Instead there is laundry on the couch. ALWAYS. The kitchen island has not been cleaned off completely since the day we moved in and there are half done projects everywhere. I work hard, really hard, to make my house a home. I try to cook something good and nutritious every night and by golly I have started enough (and even finished a few) Pinterest projects!
But Facebook and Pinterest and even the news always glorifies the stay at home mom.
"168 hours a week for $0. Could you do that job?" Uh.....yea. I would LOVE to do that job. Do you really think that working moms shut off the "mom gene" for forty hours a week? You think I don't call and check in on my daughter, worry about if she ate lunch on time or if she got a nap, or thinks of all the things she needs while I am away from her?
And then there are the people that give these kinds of "job descriptions".
Ghost chaser
Meal prepper
Hair Dresser
Silly Song Singer
and on and on and on......
Once again, do you think because I work I let my child cry through the night without getting up to calm her fears? I can't manage to throw together a lunch or braid her hair? Yea, I do all that too. And guess what? My butt has to get up and be productive at work tomorrow on top of it.
Take this Gem. Yes, you have done a lot. I do dishes while dinner is cooking after having worked 8 hours. I get home at 6, cook dinner until 7 and eat till about 7:30. Then its time for bath and story. Then around 8:30 I have 30 minutes to work on home work before it is my bedtime. So all the laundry, dishes and everything else that has to get done gets done in short bursts between dinner, bath and whatever. But it all still gets done!
There is the ever popular "I don't get a day off" which once again I have to roll my eyes at. You realized that regular work day for you that you are wining about never getting a break from IS my day off?? I don't wake up Saturday morning and say "It's mommy's day off sweetie. Go some where else."
If I want to can a batch of anything, I take one of my precious weekends to do it. Girls night? Sounds great! But I barely see my family as it is. I don't need a night away from them. I crave a night with them!
The stay at homers post pictures of morning cuddles in jammies with a steaming cup of coffee and "Thank goodness for cartoons." Pretty sure my boss won't understand if I show up in my flannel bottoms sporting bed head, then going to the break room and watching and hour of Bubble Guppies before I feel like starting my day because my kiddo had a rough night.
So yes I am ranting like a lunatic but for the love of pete! Think of the working moms and stop rubbing in our faces that we are unable to spend every precious minutes of our children's childhoods with them. Don't be a martyr and instead tell me how blessed you feel and how lucky you are. Because you are lucky. So very lucky.
