Now I can’t.
Although I would not change being a stay-at-home mom for anything, I would be lying if I said I never felt useless.
I’m not complaining about the tasks at hand. I knew what I was getting into by making this choice. I guess, for me anyways, it gets hard when I see that my husband is out working his ass off to pay the bills while I am at home folding his underwear everyday. It’s not that my job is useless, but at the same time he gets Employee of the Month, he gets amazing scorecards, praise for his good work, and (although a laughable amount) he gets a raise every so often when his work keeps improving.
Mom’s don’t get that. In fact, when my son developed a fever within hours and wound up having a small seizure because of it, we rushed him to the hospital and you know what I got? I got to play 20 questions with the Dr’s because you could see in their eyes they did not think I knew what I was doing. I’m a young mom, what do I know afterall.
There’s no praise, no raise (in fact, after a year at home the government takes away our paychecks and then laughs in our face by charging an insane amount for daycare which would make it almost pointless to go back to work full time anyways), no “Mom-of-The-Month.
I love my kids. I love that I am home to see every smile, to kiss every wound, and to rock them asleep at nap time and bedtime. I would not rather be at some office job missing my kids as they are being raised by someone else 8 hours a day. But I am not gonna lie and say it’s easy and that I feel successful. Because I don’t. I don’t feel like my cooking supper or folding laundry is raising the bar!
It’s nice, no it’s GREAT, to be told by your boss that you are doing a fantastic job. It’s a great feeling when you get sent home with a Employee of the Month (never happened to be tho, only my hubby) certificate. Or when your hard work pays off and your company gives you a really nice company watch to show you their appreciation for all the hard work.
So yes, my kids are my greatest achievement in life and yes I love them to death and that will never change! In no way am I saying I hate my job at home. I’m saying I miss getting praised for the hard work I do. (Most) Mom’s really don’t get enough, if any, of it.