Dear Stay at home mom,
I was once a stay at home mom when our son Elijah was born. It was a hard transition for me. I did it for a year and needed to go back to work. It wasn't because I didn't love my son. I was losing a sight of who I was at the time. I had to step up since my husband had gotten laid off and we needed to make up some income that we were about to lose. I worked two part time jobs durning this time and it honestly felt like I was working one full time and a part time. Hardest year of my life mentally, emotionally, and physically. Yet I wouldn't take back this path I once walked. It made me who I am today. It made me stronger and wiser. It made me thankful that the time I spend with our son for his first year I will cherish forever.
The waking up in the middle of the night to breast feed. The constant urge to pump a supply. To cleaning the house "my way" or the highway motto. To cooking dinner for my husband and enjoying the time we spent as a family. Now that I'm slowly transitioning to being a stay at home mom again it's been easy and hard at the same time. I'm trying to balance home duties with mom duties along with pursuing my dream. Running my own business even if I don't become successful over night I'm not giving up. This is what I have always wanted. A name and brand of my own. I know there will be moments in time where I will break down because I feel like I'm doing everything. I know I will probably hurt you by saying this is our form of "paying the bills" yet I don't mean to offend you. We are the "bosses" when it comes to being a stay at home mom. We aren't the maid, we simply like to live in a clean environment and that's actually a good thing. It's great for having a healthy mental state. We aren't the chefs, we clearly are cooking to help provide for our families. Let's make it fun and leave the control and let everyone help. We aren't the laundry mat, we are simply the mothers that our children need. We are teaching them how to do daily survival skills along with proper hygiene. It took me a year of working and having all these mental break downs emotionally to realize I saw and complained about not "having that help" a different