I’m currently sitting in my rocking chair, watching my children watch Ninjago while supper cooks.
I must admit, becoming a SAHM has been tough. I’m not a big fan of the drudgery, and I always feel like I’m not doing enough. If I’m not contributing financially, I should be super-Mom at home – the house should be spotless, dishes always clean, laundry always done.
But it’s not. I’m always behind; the house is usually a cluttered explosion of toys and clothes and books; my husband makes supper more often than not; I’m still grossed out by raw chicken; I haven’t magically become a master chef. I struggle.
Despite the struggle, I think I’m glad to be where I am. More specifically, I’m glad to not be where I was. I was afraid I’d miss the academic life, but so far? I don’t. While I wish I could magically fast forward to knowing what I’m going to do professionally, I am at least confident that I made the right choice. I think this is where my family is supposed to be.
P.S.: This is what I’m making for supper, kind of. I sautéed garlic, onions, and an organic mushrooms medley in olive oil and threw that into the mix. And I may have mismeasured the cheese. We’ll see how it turns out.