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Sunday, March 2nd, 2008
2 1/2 More Years...or Not
I've been a stay-at-home-mom now for three years. At first, it was a choice. Mostly a choice I made out of fear. I just couldn't imagine leaving Ethan with anyone all day long.
Then, we had Mia just 18 months after Ethan was born. I was grateful for being at home during my pregnancy where I could nap and lay on the couch. But staying at home with two kids is a whole different ordeal.
There are a lot of times I wish I could just go to work all day to get away from the screaming and the moaning and the whining and the fussing and the crying and the throwing and the pushing. And the pooping. Yes...don't forget the pooping.
But now, I sort of have to stay home because we actually can't afford for me to go back to work. My only degree is in elementary education. This qualifies me to earn almost nothing for working all the frickin time.
So, tonight while Mia was coating her backside in spaghetti and cucumbers while poking at me with a fork and Ethan was running his mouth non-stop and demanding things, Dave and I spent some time figuring out how long it would be before I could return to the work force (be a normal human being).
It will be 2 1/2 years before Ethan can go to kindergarten. I wonder how much more of my brain power I will lose before then. And that still leaves me with Mia. It's possible we could afford to put Mia in daycare once Ethan is in school all day, but it seems so unfair to her to giver her a completely different start to life.
That means I may have until the fall of 2012 to completely lose my mind. It was a depressing realization. It seems so far away.
Then, we cleaned up dinner. Ethan helped start the dishwasher. Afterwards, he insisted that the entire family run circles around the house pretending to be a train. We had the best time. And when he stopped to take a breath, he asked me to take him shopping. My little boy wanted to spend some quality time with his Momma.
We had a good night shopping together and playing together afterwards. I had planned to workout this evening and leave Dave to entertain Ethan, but I changed my plans for an obnoxious 2 year old. And it was one of the best nights of my life.
2 1/2 More Years...or Not
I've been a stay-at-home-mom now for three years. At first, it was a choice. Mostly a choice I made out of fear. I just couldn't imagine leaving Ethan with anyone all day long.
Then, we had Mia just 18 months after Ethan was born. I was grateful for being at home during my pregnancy where I could nap and lay on the couch. But staying at home with two kids is a whole different ordeal.
There are a lot of times I wish I could just go to work all day to get away from the screaming and the moaning and the whining and the fussing and the crying and the throwing and the pushing. And the pooping. Yes...don't forget the pooping.
But now, I sort of have to stay home because we actually can't afford for me to go back to work. My only degree is in elementary education. This qualifies me to earn almost nothing for working all the frickin time.
So, tonight while Mia was coating her backside in spaghetti and cucumbers while poking at me with a fork and Ethan was running his mouth non-stop and demanding things, Dave and I spent some time figuring out how long it would be before I could return to the work force (be a normal human being).
It will be 2 1/2 years before Ethan can go to kindergarten. I wonder how much more of my brain power I will lose before then. And that still leaves me with Mia. It's possible we could afford to put Mia in daycare once Ethan is in school all day, but it seems so unfair to her to giver her a completely different start to life.
That means I may have until the fall of 2012 to completely lose my mind. It was a depressing realization. It seems so far away.
Then, we cleaned up dinner. Ethan helped start the dishwasher. Afterwards, he insisted that the entire family run circles around the house pretending to be a train. We had the best time. And when he stopped to take a breath, he asked me to take him shopping. My little boy wanted to spend some quality time with his Momma.
We had a good night shopping together and playing together afterwards. I had planned to workout this evening and leave Dave to entertain Ethan, but I changed my plans for an obnoxious 2 year old. And it was one of the best nights of my life.
PS. I think you're an awesome mother, Courtney; you're my hero. Seriously.