When we got married we decided that when the time came and we both felt right about it that I would become a stay-at-home-mom. We knew it wouldn’t be easy, for many reasons, but it was something we both wanted.
After being told we might not be able to have children, or that it would be very difficult for us, we weren’t certain if that day would ever come. It was very humbling and difficult to have planned dreams and goals, and then receive information that it wasn’t within my control anymore. It was a big fat MAYBE.
With the use of medications and experiments with natural supplements we were eventually able to get pregnant and had our daughter 5 years ago on May 1st. Then, again with the use of medications we were able to get pregnant a second time. This was it! We were blessed not just once, but twice our prayers were heard and answered.
We decided that when I had our second baby that I would become a stay at home mom. We were financially ready, we had purchased our first house, and our little girl was about to turn two. My first day as a full-time stay-at-home-mom was our little girl’s 2nd birthday, May 1st. I wanted to quit my job early so that I could comfortably enjoy my last 11 weeks of pregnancy, spend some quality time with our daughter, and have a peaceful transition for this new lifestyle that none of us were used to.
I went from juggling full-time work, mom, wife, and college student, to full-time mom. For those of you who have gone through this, it’s great and really relaxing for about the first week, then what?
Exactly…then what? I was used to interacting with adults all day long every day, and now my time consisted of potty training, nap times, snacks, and Micky Mouse Clubhouse. All of my close friends worked full-time or those who were also full-time moms lived too far away. It was just us girls, and baby brother growing in my tummy. I was surprised at how hard it was to keep her busy and occupied. I was surprised at how hard it was to just stay sane. Going places was fine, but it was just us two.
It was lonely. Brecklee missed daycare, she said I was boring. She was right. I didn’t know what I was doing.
But now, 3 years later, my little lady is turning 5 (don’t get me started – it is surreal), I’m celebrating my “Momiversary” and we’ve been blessed with another little girl. Becoming a stay-at-home mom was one of the hardest, most humbling experiences I’ve ever had. I don’t think that being a stay-at-home mom is harder than anything else, but it has tried me and my personal limits in ways nothing else has.
These past three years I’ve grown, our family has grown, my marriage has grown. I’ve learned things about myself, I’ve done things I didn’t know I could do, and I’ve surprised myself with my accomplishments as a mom to these sweet kiddos.
Being a stay-at-home mom is so physically active, and it never quits. It is because of the little people in my life who have taught me life lessons that will stick. Those three little answered prayers that wake me up at the crack of dawn, need something every 5 minutes without fail, and give me the biggest warmest hugs, make up the best full-time job. They are not perfect, but they are mine, and 5 years ago my life changed forever, and 3 years ago I got a huge promotion.
So not only is today my anniversary for being a stay at home mom, but it is the eve of my daughter’s birthday, the day I became a mom for the first time! Happy Momiversary to me! Today I celebrate with my kids, and we usually get a treat. (of course in between diaper changes, snack and nap times) 🙂