I Love My Job

First of all, what do you think of my new blog design?  Pretty plain and simple but that's what I was going for.  I was tired of the bright pink and random colors.  I think I'll keep this for a while.

If you've been following me for a while, you know that I struggled big time when I went back to work after having my daughter.  I had never wanted to be a stay at home mom but going back to work was horrible.  I hated being away from my girl.  I hated knowing that someone else was spending more time with her than I was.  My work production was way down because I was so distracted with missing my little girl.

My husband and I decided that I needed to stay home.  We weren't happy with the daycare anymore and we had a second baby on the way.  We sent our girl to a church daycare but having two in daycare?  Just too expensive.  So I left my job this past July and never looked back.

This new job I have, this stay at home mom job.....hardest job I've ever had.  Hands down.  I have two kids pulling at me all day long and then a husband to take care of as well.  The cooking, the cleaning, the grocery shopping, the laundry washing, the dish doing, the feeding, the diaper changing, the bath giving, the lunch packing.  I do it all. 

I really think I thought it was going to be easier.  I think I thought I would have much more down time.  I didn't think the days would get away from me the way they do.  I didn't think I'd be so busy.  I thought keeping up with everything would be cake.

I'm not complaining, just explaining.

It's a lot.  I am constantly moving and hardly ever have any down time.  My husband works, provides.  He leaves the house no later than 6am on any given day and gets home no earlier than 4:30pm on any given day, and that's only because he works outside and it gets dark earlier.  There are many days when he comes home, eats dinner, and leaves again.  He works hard.

I am thankful for this because it means I get to stay at home with my babies.  It means I get to watch them grow and experience new things.  It means I get to see all of the firsts for my son that I may have missed with my daughter. 

And let me tell you, it's been awesome.

My children...they amaze me every single day. 

I look at my daughter multiple times a day and just think about how beautiful she is.  Her big, blue eyes and her adorable smile and her cute little pigtails.  The way she speaks is out of this world for an almost two year old.  She is extremely smart and very sassy.

When she takes something from me and says I do it Mommy, I know she is going to be independent like Mommy.  When she says hi to random strangers and gives big hugs, I know she is going to be social like her Daddy.  I really think she is the best of both of us.

Then I look at my son and think about how handsome he is.  His blue eyes and his tiny, kissable cheeks and his thick, brown hair.  He smiles and laughs more and more every single day.  He is happy just like his sister was as a baby and yet he is so different from her.

I can't even begin to explain how proud I am to call these kids mine.

We have our days.  Bad days.  Days when all the girl wants to do is whine and complain because things aren't going her way.  Days when the boy is way too clingy and equally as whiny.  Days when all Mommy wants to do is leave the kids with Daddy and run.

But the good days outweigh bad. 

When my daughter says 'good morning mommy, how are you.'  When she says 'sing it Mommy' and then sings every word to You Are My Sunshine with me.  When she tells me what she wants and what she doesn't want.  When she randomly runs to me and hugs me and tells me she loves me.  When my son looks up at me and gives me the biggest smile.  When he decides to sleep through the night.

These kids make it worth it.

It's not always perfect but it sure does beat going to an office every day.

I love my job.