Today is my last day where I'm part of the full time / mommy workforce. It's exciting, bittersweet, and terrifying all at the same time.
It's always been the goal to stay at home with my kiddos. When JP was born, we lived in a tiny house in a yucky neighborhood and I was resigned to the fact that I would have to work for us to afford a bigger house in a better part of town.
Since we have moved to our new house, more than ever I knew I would be the one to continue working. Matt would eventually quit his job at the bank to pastor the church exclusively and we would need my income and insurance.
I don't think it's completely hit me that after today, I'm a homemaker. I'm the person that cares for the kids, maintains the house and makes sure that dinner is ready when Matt gets home.
I'll also have a ton more time to give attention to my church responsibilities, which have been falling to the wayside. There are only so many hours in the day!
So... Stay tuned for adventures of stay at home motherhood!
My husband woke me up this morning around 7:40 before he headed to work. I snuggled back under the covers for a few minutes and checked my Facebook. I admit, I'm totally addicted. Since I quit my job to stay home with the kiddos, it's my main means of communication with just about everyone. Anywho, I see on there that JP's school is closed today due to a water-main break. My heart sunk. I was so looking forward to the 2.5 hours of freedom after the day I had with the boy yesterday. If my life were a movie, this is the point where the scene would fade out, probably with some cheesy music, and the following would be in soft focus to further illustrate the flash-backiness. Yesterday was rough. JP was cranky pants from the getgo, screaming every time I said something that he didn't like, or gave an answer he didn't like. Everything was "WHY?!?!?!?!" Church felt awkward to me. I felt like all eyes were on me and my screaming kid....
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