Posts tagged husband
Just remember.
Aug 17th
Long before I was a mother I knew that when I had children I wanted to be home raising them. It’s the way I always envisioned my life. But, I never thought about it from a financial standpoint. In my mind, all I saw was myself getting married, having children and being home to care for them. It wasn’t until I was actually part of the working world that I realized not working would mean not having an income. It’s not that I didn’t understand the fact that not having a job = not making money, I just never really, fully, though it through.
Luckily, when Scott and I discussed having children (even before we were married) we both felt strongly that I would become a stay-at-home-mom.* Even so, when I was pregnant with Brinley we discussed how this would impact us financially and whether or not we could make it work. We weighed the cost of daycare vs. me losing my salary and agreed that we could, in fact, make it work. Although I pretty much had my mind made up about the whole thing even before I was pregnant, it was still very difficult leaving a job that I absolutely loved, teaching. Not only did I have to leave lots of amazing colleagues and an extremely admired principal, but I had to say good bye to students that I had made very strong bonds with. Hard stuff I tell ya!
Anyway, once I resigned and said good bye to my friends, students and paycheck, I was ready to face the reality that I dreamed of. The day Brinley was born my life changed forever. I no longer had a commute, a boss, or a job. It was both fantastic and scary at the same time. My days included changing diapers, folding tiny laundry, and watching her sleep. I loved every single second of it. There were days when I missed going to work and having adult interaction but with time, that faded. I’ve almost reached the point where I’ve been a SAHM for as long as I was a working woman.
Now I have two amazing daughters and my life as a SAHM is exactly what I imagined it would be. We’re busy girls and have lots of fun together. I do lots of cooking, cleaning and chauffeuring and I love it all. But sometimes the person who is really the key in making this all happen gets overlooked or under appreciated. Quite often people will tell me that I am an awesome mother and that I really seem like I’ve got it all down (and I’m very flattered by all of that). But the job that I do would not be possible without an extremely supportive, hardworking, and never doubting husband. He is my rock, my lifeline and my best friend. So just remember, behind every amazing stay-at-home-mom there is an equally, if not more, amazing, hard working, unselfish husband and father.
*Just because I feel strongly that being a SAHM is right for me and my family, I realize that it’s not the right decision, for whatever reason, for every family. I am in no way trying to start a SAHM vs. WOHM debate. The End.
Who stole the fruit snacks?
Jun 16th
Call me what you will, but I reward my kid with fruit snacks for certain things. There was a point where she struggled with going number two and fruit snacks seemed to entice her. You do what you gotta do, right? It was my husband’s idea actually. He was grocery shopping with Brinley and got to the fruit snack aisle. At the time she was, capital O, obsessed with Dora and hubs spied a box of Dora fruit snacks as they strolled down the aisle. The two of them made an agreement in the store that they could get the fruit snacks and Brinley could have them whenever she had a successful number two on the potty. My husband is a genius (sometimes) and it really did help!
Anyway, it’s been quite a while now where going number two has been a non-issue. However, the fruit snacks always seem to creep into the shopping cart each week. The funny thing is, Brinley rarely asks for them at home and I’ve only ever rewarded her with them when she explicitly asks for them. So it is always a surprise to me when the box turns up empty in the pantry closet. What on earth could be happening to all of the fruit snacks? I don’t eat them and Nora is too young for them. Enter the guilty party, Scott!
I think suggesting we use fruit snacks as a reward for Brinley was all a part of his master plan to get them into the house. Of course it’s silly for a grown man to request I buy fruit snacks at the grocery store each week but chewy, gummy, fruity snacks are one of Scott’s greatest weaknesses. Gummy worms, gummy bears, those jelly fruit slices – he loves them all! It took me a little while to catch on to the disappearing fruit snacks but when I woke up one morning and noticed an empty wrapper on the coffee table, I knew he had to be the culprit. I usually sneak off to bed a little bit before he does at night and around that time, Scott is usually looking for a sweet snack. I laugh when I think about a thirty year old man sitting on the couch at night scarfing down a pack of Dora or My Little Pony fruit snacks. What’s even more hilarious is that sometimes he brings them to work with his lunch. I wonder what his coworkers must think!?
