Monthly Archives: April 2010

To work or not to work, that is the question??

I’ve been a stay at home mom for seven years.  (Unless you count the three years I spent running my husband’s pet store with my toddler son at my side. AND the four years I’ve been selling Tastefully Simple.)  I’ve often wondered how things would be different if I’d had a career, something that would put that Bachelor’s Degree in Creative Writing to work instead of just being a pretty piece of paper on my wall.

Now don’t get me wrong, I love being home with my kids.  I love that we are fortunate enough that I don’t HAVE to get a job.  I love that I get to be there for every moment, every milestone, but most of my friends work outside the home and I often look at them with longing…

I wonder if I’m missing something.  The camaraderie, the atmosphere, the ADULT conversations.  There’d be no Dora, Diego, Backyardigans, or Yo Gabba Gabba (or less of them at least).  There’d be no potty training, baby talk, class trips, or daytime lunches with my best friend(or less of them too).

I wouldn’t be expected to come to EVERY presentation and parade at school. ( I DO go to EVERY presentation and parade at school because that’s how I roll.)  I wouldn’t feel bad because I’m a member of the PTA but don’t do anything with/for them.  (I do feel bad…  I’m not going to do anything about it, but I feel bad.)  I wouldn’t feel guilty about not going on EVERY field trip on those stupid ginormous  yellow school buses that have awful shocks. ( I made the mistake once to ride in the very back with my son and his classmates while I was about 7 months pregnant with my daughter.  Let’s just say that I’m lucky I didn’t give birth right there in the back of the bus.)

BUT I would have to have my kids in some sort of child care.  Someone else would be there for my kids during the day for little milestones like when my daughter goes potty all by herself, or my son gets 100% on his grammar test.    Someone else would sit with my son as he does his reading homework, someone else would have to sing my daughter to sleep during nap time.

HOWEVER, millions of women kiss their families goodbye and go to work every day (including some of my closest friends).

They do it because they have to.

They do it because they want to.

And they’re still there for most of it.

They’re still there for little things like parades and presentations.  They still come home and cook dinner for their family.  They still manage impeccable households, complete with laundry, pets, and soccer games.  They still get the things done around the house that take me all week to get done.  And they still get up every morning and do it all over again.  Some of them even consider going to work their break from the insanity that is their home life!

Back when my husband’s business was coming to a close, we had “the talk”.  The store was closing, should I get a job and look for child care for our then four year old son?  We both agreed that my job would only be paying for the child care we found for him.  We decided I would stay home until he went to school.

Enter baby #2. 

So I’m home for another three years.  Hopefully by the time my daughter goes to school, I’ll have this blogging thing down and I won’t HAVE to get a job outside of my home.  Either that or we’ll win the lotto and then we can BOTH stay home.

I’d better dust off my resume!!  🙂

This post was written as part of the Silicon Valley Moms Group Book Club.  It was inspired by the book Just Let Me Lie Down: Necessary Terms for the Half Insane Working Mom by Kristin Van Ogtrop which I received free from the publisher for the purpose of this book club discussion.

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Hotel-ing it.

We're on our way!!

We're coming for you!!

Every year for the past 10 years my husband and I have gone to Florida to visit his parents. (except for the two years they moved back up here, but that’s another blog post.)  More often than not, we jumped in the car and drove the length of the eastern seaboard usually making the drive in anywhere from 17 to 23 hours.  There were a few times we flew, but with the kids and the amount of crap we have to bring for them it’s usually easier and cheaper to drive.

This year, we chose to drive BUT instead of driving all day and night and possibly putting our lives at risk, we decided to drive for 12 to 13 hours and then stop and get a room and re-start the drive the next day.  Good idea/bad idea.

See, my son was whining that he wanted to see the Kid’s Choice Awards that were airing that day.  So we stopped early.  We found a Best Western in Latta, SC. The beds were clean.  That’s about all I can say about that place.  And the man behind the counter was very nice.  He called me “Ma’am”.  I know it’s a sign of respect, but really??  Do I look like a “Ma’am”??  I wanted to jump over the  counter and beat the living crap out of him.

Anyway,we got bad Chinese food delivered to our room.  Don’t ever order Chinese food in South Carolina (Ma’am).  Just don’t, ok?  Shoulda just stuck with Wendy’s across the street.  And the Kid’s Choice Awards??  They were supposed to start at 8 right??  NOPE!!  Not in Latta, SC (Ma’am)!!  I heard from my friend after we got back that they started at 8 back home.  What the FUCK??

Picture this if you will…  The TV’s on and showing Spongebob ’cause hubby and I are clueless about the whole time delay in Latta, SC (Ma’am)…  And we’re waiting…  and I’m getting annoyed cause baby girl won’t go to sleep ’cause Spongebob is on.  It’s 10pm (do you know where your children are?) and I finally lose it.  I made hubby shut off the TV and turn off the lights cause I’ve been up since 4:30 and he got to sleep in the car while I drove but when he drove who wanted their blanket, who wanted a drink, who wanted a hug, “Mom?”  “Momma momma momma!”  AAAGGGGHHHHH!!!  I wanted to jump out of the car and run away!

Finally…  success!!  Baby girl falls asleep.  And shortly after that, Mommy goes too!

Now I forgot to mention that just before we sit down to our bad Chinese food, the tooth that my son had been battling with for weeks finally falls out.  (actually I yanked the little bastard out so I didn’t have to listen to him whine about it all fucking week.)  So when I awaken at 1am to find my son just shutting down his father’s computer (hubby let him watch the KCA’s online) I realize that the Tooth Fairy still has to come.  Damnit!  Now I gotta stay up for that!  3am and that bitch FINALLY shows up!  And she didn’t have a fucking key either!

So with the Tooth Fairy business taken care of, I can finally get some sleep…  Only to spend the rest of the night with a pair of feet in my ribs.  Man, I love that baby girl, but if she didn’t take her feet out of my side I was gonna flip her right the fuck off that bed.  I didn’t though, cause the floor was too dirty.  And she’s my baby…

Now, wasn’t it a good idea to stop and get a room??

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