A Reminder.

I have a communications degree from the #1 party school in the nation, and today I put it to use by:

1. Cleaning Bisquik off the living room floor and communicating to Asher that I was displeased.

2. 

Sometimes I definitely feel like I’m spinning my wheels and nothing I’m doing really matters that much. I wonder if my family notices or cares that I always make sure they have clean socks to wear and that their ears are clean, and then I feel kind of worthless like I should be doing something bigger and more important with my time.

I worry that my sons will grow up to believe that women aren’t capable of anything beyond cooking and cleaning. I worry that my daughter won’t see the value in educating herself if she doesn’t see her mother using her education. I don’t know how to avoid these issues exactly, but I hope that the first step in prevention is awareness.

Recently I was in a social situation and someone asked me where I work. “I’m a stay-at-home mom,” I said. And then I got “The Look.” The one that says “OH. I SEE.” And you can practically watch them put you in a box with all of the other dumb and boring people. I mentioned it to Husband when we left. His reply? “If someone can’t appreciate how hard it is to raise three children, then THEY are the stupid one.” 

It’s been kind of on my mind ever since, and then Maverick said something the other night that set my world right again. Cuddling up next to me, he said:

“Mommy, when I grow up and finish school and get married, I want to stay at home with the kids like you do. I want to do what you do.”

And this was my much-needed reminder. I am doing the most important work of my life. It’s not right for everyone, but right now, it’s right for me. 

 
 

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