I looked around me and I smiled.
I felt so happy.
I love this life.
I love being at home with my kids.
I love cooking dinner every night (though sometimes I'm tired and it's not very impressive!).
I love when my fiance walks in the door after a long day at work.
I love that I can stay home and fill that old stereotype of a 50s housewife.
|A mockery, but this is my true paradise. Call me crazy, but I love it!|
So why does everyone say it's so bad?
It is constantly mocked in this current modern world where mothers are pursuing careers of their own.
I don't think there is anything wrong with that.
But when I am being judged because I chose my children over a career.
That bothers me.
I'm not saying that it's a choice, a one or the other situation.
But I see being a stay at home mother a rewarding "job".
I am making a long term investment in my children.
I want to be close with them, support them, discipline them and have fun with them.
Most importantly I want them to grow up and always know they can come to me with anything.
You can't build a strong, trusting relationship from nothing. It doesn't "just happen".
So why do some people decide to pick on those who enjoy the life at home.
No, it's not a holiday.
No, we don't sit on our asses all day reading magazines and drinking coffee while the kids sit in front of a tv screen for hours on end.
Have you ever noticed how much more mess there is when you all stay at home for a day?
Oh yeah, lots!
It starts at breakfast, toast crumbs on the floor and milk spills on the table.
Dishes start to pile up.
Getting dressed and dirty clothes fill up in the laundry.
Keep them busy, sit and read, do puzzles, paint, draw, play games.
Soon enough it's morning tea time and food must be prepared.
Then clean up the apple cores and cheese wrappers while they hastily munch.
Table needs another wipe down.
They are off and running, full of new found energy.
Better hang out that washing but first bring in the dry.
Soon enough it's lunch time.
Clean that mess up and then maybe sit for a minute to have some lunch myself.
Run around, gather firewood, feed chickens and cows.
Round up the kids and get inside.
Activities... What now?
Should try and light the fire while getting dinner ready.
|Our dinners never look quite this impressive!|
Kids hungry, let's see if they eat anything tonight.
Time to tidy up the table.
Motivate kids to tidy up toys strewn all over the floor.
Time for bed kids!
Brush teeth, pajamas on and into bed for stories.
Time to relax!
This is where my amazing fiance steps in.
He gets firewood, tends the fire and washes up the dishes while I'm getting the kids into bed.
Yes, he's pretty amazing, and he's all mine.
So it's not all Pinterest and coffee and kids looking after themselves.
But it's fun, it's exhausting, but it's the life I have dreamed of ever since I was a little girl.
When people asked me what I wanted to be....
"I want to be a mum."