Can't imagine doing anything else

I get that being a stay at home mom is not for everyone. But for me it is my life’s fulfillment. I can’t imagine myself doing or being anything else than a mom.

I don’t miss working at all. I get up in the morning and it excites me to know I’ll be spending my whole day with my children. And let me tell you two small people can keep you very busy. It’s not like I sit around and do nothing all day. I play with them and stimulate their brains. We go places and see things.

We sure do have our lazy pajama days. But that is ok because we can do it together. I’m so blessed to have a successful husband who supports us. And who also supports me being at home. We made the decision together and we know it is what’s best for us. Do family and friends always understand it? No not at all. But we love it and we are confident in our decision.

My children mean everything to me, and in the end they are only my responsibility. I can’t imagine giving my special gifts to someone else to raise. So many women have no choice, and because of financial issues have to work. But if you do have the choice, stay with them for as long as possible.

They grow up so fast; it’s not an old wives tale. Cherish every moment. Help them learn and play and discover and don’t be afraid to do the same. If work and a great career is the meaning of your life, or why you are on earth than great. But if your heart tells you that the meaning of life lies in your family and being a mother as you are called than don’t hesitate.

I don’t want to miss one day of their precious lives. And although many others look down on me. In my heart I am content and happy, and I know that I am doing the best for my children. Soon they will be off to school and I might then find something to fill the time. But for now I am enjoying making sandwiches and finger painting.

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