Staying Home
If you are a seasoned reader of my blog, you'll know that it has always been my dream to be a stay-at-home mom. And my dream came true, but not without changes - mainly a lot of budget tightening, long discussions and tears. Oh the tears. And a big move.
It was not easy for me to leave my job. I worked there for a long time. I loved my old boss, new boss and the groups that I worked with it. But it was also a stressful job - especially before I moved departments - where I would work long hours, worry constantly over the detail level in my proposals and specifications and have stress-induced hives on a semi-regular basis. It is a well-known fact that engineers are hard people to work for. But I loved it. For the most part. I was getting tired of the drama and the stress was starting to wear on me.
I was moved to a different department, and what a world of difference that was! I was working in a group of women who lifted each other up on a daily basis. It was refreshing.
And then something happened. I got pregnant. Just shortly after Mike got a new job and was driving up to three hours a day, working weird shifts and long hours.
So like I mentioned before, we talked, tightened our belts, cried (well...I cried anyway. A LOT.) And so we made the decision to be a one-income family.
I am in the midst of that right now. Running errands. Coordinating schedules. Working on projects around the house - stuff that has been neglected for far too long. Taking care of Grayson around the clock, seeing to his every need.
I am exhausted.
Even so, I am glad to trade in my days working with people infected with Adult Baby Syndrome (....TM <said like Phil Dunphy>) for days spending time with a baby who is justified in acting like a baby. I am glad that there are no deadlines looming over me. I am glad that I am no longer subjected to work drama. I have no competition here. Here I am simply BEING. I am a wife to my husband and a mother to my son. It is a wonderful change to the hustle and bustle of my previous life.
Because of this, I am invigorated.
I have not chosen the same path as many of the women I know. And that is okay. They are doing what is right for them - and right for their families. And I am doing the same.
It was not easy for me to leave my job. I worked there for a long time. I loved my old boss, new boss and the groups that I worked with it. But it was also a stressful job - especially before I moved departments - where I would work long hours, worry constantly over the detail level in my proposals and specifications and have stress-induced hives on a semi-regular basis. It is a well-known fact that engineers are hard people to work for. But I loved it. For the most part. I was getting tired of the drama and the stress was starting to wear on me.
I was moved to a different department, and what a world of difference that was! I was working in a group of women who lifted each other up on a daily basis. It was refreshing.
And then something happened. I got pregnant. Just shortly after Mike got a new job and was driving up to three hours a day, working weird shifts and long hours.
So like I mentioned before, we talked, tightened our belts, cried (well...I cried anyway. A LOT.) And so we made the decision to be a one-income family.
I am in the midst of that right now. Running errands. Coordinating schedules. Working on projects around the house - stuff that has been neglected for far too long. Taking care of Grayson around the clock, seeing to his every need.
I am exhausted.
Even so, I am glad to trade in my days working with people infected with Adult Baby Syndrome (....TM <said like Phil Dunphy>) for days spending time with a baby who is justified in acting like a baby. I am glad that there are no deadlines looming over me. I am glad that I am no longer subjected to work drama. I have no competition here. Here I am simply BEING. I am a wife to my husband and a mother to my son. It is a wonderful change to the hustle and bustle of my previous life.
Because of this, I am invigorated.
I have not chosen the same path as many of the women I know. And that is okay. They are doing what is right for them - and right for their families. And I am doing the same.
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