It's such a contradiction. I dreamt for so many years of being a stay-at-home mom, and when it finally happened, I started to get bored. So then I started scheduling a bunch of stuff, and before I knew it, I wasn't even enjoying my kids. Here's how I changed that.
As a child, no one told me I could be anything I wanted to be. Sad, you say? Limiting? Demoralizing? Unkind? Now, what if I told you I felt completely unfettered precisely because no one uttered those words to me?
I'm five years into the parenting thing, and reframing unhelpful comparisons is still a work in progress for me. I've learned, however, to start asking myself how I truly feel about something, rather than whether I'm on some sort of "right" track or not.
The transition back to work may not be as obvious because there's no resume polishing or job interviews or formal start-date at a new office. Here's how I realized that I'd become a Work-From-Home Mom.
I have finally found self employment to be the right formula that fits my life. At least it works for me at this moment in time. But not everyone finds or even believes that this ambiguous concept of balance exists.
The stories of our lives -- as told through status updates and pins and photographs -- are incomplete. Yet it is all too easy to forget that what we see are simply snapshots, moments in time, titles to the chapters of people's lives.
There are 4 million mom bloggers in North America alone, but you know what? Most of them are failing. And you're probably one of them. Not because I'm picking on you, but because statistically, the majority of moms who blog make little to no income from their blogs month after month.
I've had a lot of jobs in a lot of places-- hip coffee shop barista, downtown executive assistant, nursing home activities director, and most recently, full-time mama to one fiery little red-headed boy.
Dear stranger who is so thankful to not to live my life, you seem to think I got coerced into spending my time with small children. I hang out with these little people on purpose. I might not always be a stay-at-home mom, but for now, I chose this.