I love having the privilege of being a stay at home mom. When Caden was born, I thought I was going to have to go back to work full time and the thought of that was so depressing to me. So, when I quit my job to stay at home we did it completely on faith that God would provide for us, and we didn’t know how long we’d be able to manage. But look, it’s been 5 years and I’m still at home. Yes, I teach part time now one night a week, but that’s for my sanity, not for the paycheck. Because I’m not painting a picture over here like staying at home full time is full of rainbows and unicorns. It’s the hardest job I’ve ever had, but I wouldn’t change it for the world!
That being said, I feel as if my boys may be suffering some repercussions of our choice from 5 years ago. Jacob especially. He’s not one to plop in front of the TV for a movie, or play quietly in his room. He’s more of a shadow. He follows me around and does whatever I do. It’s not always me, sometimes it’s Geric, or if we’re at Maw and Pop’s house, it’s usually Pop. But since I’m home all day it’s usually me.
Last week, after we dropped off Caden at preschool he said from the back seat “Mom! We forgot to put the stuff on our face!” He was panicked! But what was he talking about. Sunscreen? No. It was cloudy. “You know, in the bafroom. The stuff on our face.” And then it clicked. My boy has his morning routine, just like mommy and sits on the counter doing this.
I suppose if Geric was a stay at home dad, he would sit on the counter and shave, right? So I’ll try not to worry.