Nope, sorry slacker high-school students, this isn’t a book report; you’re gonna have to read the Cliff’s Notes on your own. I read this book in high school and honestly, I don’t remember a single thing about it.
I am embarking on a brave new world. I’m saying sayonara to the “corporate” world and hello to the “did I take a shower yesterday” world, also known as a Stay Home Mom.
I decided not to go back after my maternity leave; this was something both my husband and I wanted for a while but didn’t think it possible. We think it’s gonna work out financially, but we’ll see. I’m betting my sanity runs out before the money does. My older daughter and I are so alike yet so different there will be days when we’re both in time-out..
For the older one: I want to be the one to take you to school and pick you up. I want to be the mom that knows all the kids and volunteers at your school. I will be all up in your business. I aspire to be “that” mom. You know, the one that brings raisins and applesauce cupcakes laced with carrots and spinach on Halloween and give everyone my cell phone number to plan play dates. I have bought a new “stay home mom” wardrobe so that I look cute when I’m at your school; my actions will embarrass you, my clothes will not. I want you to know your day matters to me.
For the baby: I want to be the one feeding you and changing your diapers. I want to be the one that kisses your tears away when you’re screaming and I have no idea why and then start crying with you. I want to be the one to snuggle you in the afternoon when we both have calmed down. I want to be the one to get your smiles and I want you to get mine. I want you to know your day matters to me.
For my husband: I want to be the one to great you after work with a hug and I promise I won’t be wearing the same pjs as when you left. I want the house to always be
clean not disgusting. Now that I’m doing the grocery shopping I will try my hardest to always have hummus and Triscuits for you (we’re out of hummus, maybe this will start tomorrow.) I will do more cooking but I can’t guarantee you will always like it. I want you to know your day matters to me.
Thanks for allowing me to share my world with you…welcome to my brain.