Friday, August 17, 2012

Myths

I admit it, I fully believed a few myths about being a stay-at-home-mom.  They are being debunked, one by painful one...

Myth #1: You can nap when baby naps.
Yeah, right.  Either the baby naps and you end up doing the dishes and folding laundry, or the baby doesn't nap.  Logan has been doing a lot of the latter option these days.  For a few blissful weeks, I was on top of my laundry and my kitchen looked great when anyone came over.  Now, it looks like we're a couple of college kids who are babysitting our nephew for a week while his parents vacation in Vegas.

Myth #2: It's so wonderful to be at home all day!
Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love being with my son every day, witnessing all the new things he learns and being entertained by all the amazingly cute things he does.  But being at home gets boring.  The only problem is, where do I go with no vehicle, other than the parks where Logan can't do a whole lot anyway?  And even if I do go somewhere, what do I do with very little to absolutely no budget for extras like coffee?

Myth #3:  Mommyhood is like a club.
If it's a club, I seem to be the only member so far...  I don't know many other moms.  Some of my friends have children, yes, but they are all quite busy with their own families and their work.  I'm the only SAHM I know.  It's kind of lonely sometimes, and the only songs that get stuck in my head these days are "Skinnermerinky" and the theme from Seasame Street.  A little more camaraderie would be great!

Myth #4:  I'll be able to do things like make Christmas gifts.
This one falls in with #1.  Logan doesn't tend to nap for very long if he does at all, and by the end of the day, I don't dare start knitting because I'll just end up taking the whole thing apart because of some stupid mistake anyways.


Even with all of these myths being blown away, I love what I do.  My son may not nap regularly (and please, if anyone has any tricks to get him to nap, please share!), but he is usually a very happy babe.  I love watching him grow, and playing with him, and discovering what he likes - and doesn't like...  Hell, I even love the housewife part of it.

I've mentioned it before, but I've always known I was meant for this particular job.  I would be a mom and run my home and raise my children while my husband worked to make it happen.  I am so lucky, and even blessed, that I can do this.  We don't have a lot of money, but we make what we do have stretch.  That itself is work!  I am infinitely more lucky that I have a husband who supports and even encourages me to stay home.  Someone told him that by the time Logan is 18 months old I'll be dying to go back to work.  While I can say that some days I think about it ever so briefly, I can confidently say that I know where I belong.  I am needed at home, and I feel I need to be here.

So, goodbye myths!  I will miss you, but I'll take reality and love it!

(And I apologize to anyone who doesn't get their Christmas slippers this year in advance...)

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