The media/online uproar about Ann Romney being a stay at
home mom got me thinking a lot about motherhood, life, what I want, and why I
do what I do. I have a jumble of thoughts
running through my head and I’d like to share some of them.
My life these days revolves around my husband, my son, my as
yet unknown second child, and all the minutiae that goes with keeping our life
running, as well as the external things like church assignments, keeping up
with family and friends, etc. It turns out that running a household, raising
children, trying to make ends meet, working part time to fill in the gaps in
the free moments I have when said child is asleep, and being my husband’s
partner, cheerleader, friend, and lover takes quite a bit of time and energy,
and very little of it has anything to do with me and my needs. Yet I love it. Every day is not perfect, far from it, but
when I look at my life as a whole, I am happy with where I am at.
It’s funny because for 26 years minus four days, my life
revolved around me and what I wanted and needed. I spent my time figuring out
how to enrich myself, enjoy myself, learn, grow, and generally meet my own
needs. Three years and change later I’m
in such a different place. It’s not the
easiest place to be, but it’s a good place.
See, as I see it, being a stay at home mom who happens to
work a bit on the side is my ideal. I
could drop the work thing and it might be even better. It hasn’t come without
sacrifice. I agree wholeheartedly with
my friend who once commented that it has taken her years and several children
to be able to say she’s a stay at home mom when somebody asks, without
clarifying that she has a master’s degree and teaches at the university on the
side. I don’t know that I’ve reached that point yet. I too have a master’s degree. I have a job I can do from home that helps
ends meet in our current state as a student family. I have plans in the future
to do more with the things I learned in that master’s degree. Why am I not pursuing
those goals right now? Because I don’t feel that is the best use of my
time. The work I want to do will be
contract work, consulting, things of that sort.
That takes time and energy to build a business out of, and right now I
have much more pressing needs at home looking at me from a 15-month old’s eyes.
He needs me. He needs my time, my
energy, my attention, and my love. My
husband needs those things too as will this next baby.
Do I feel like I am stagnating, like I should be out working
and making a difference? Sometimes. My
masters degree is a professional degree. It lends directly towards working in
the public sector, and I found incredible fulfillment from the opportunities I
had there. But most of the time I don’t feel that way. Most of the time I believe that what I’m
doing in my own home has a larger effect on the world than anything I could to
in the workplace. I am blessed with the
opportunity to stay home, and so I make that choice and then choose to be happy
with it. Because I can make that choice,
working outside my home has become something that is for me. It is for my own growth and development. I see nothing wrong with that, but I’ve
learned these last three years that many personal goals get pushed aside,
morphed, and redefined when raising a family is the main occupation. I don’t know what the future holds, and I
hope many of the things I want to do will happen in time, but if some of my
goals never come to pass, I think I’ll be okay with that. I’ll be okay because other goals and joys and
fulfillment will take the place of those particular goals.
Motherhood takes my best self. Like I said, I spent 26 years taking care of
me. Now I take care of me only after
everyone else’s needs are satisfied.
That’s a potentially dangerous path to walk. I still need care too, and I’ve found that if
I don’t fulfill some of my own needs, I am not the best mother I could be. However, the fact is that my sleep gets
thrown out the window when Spencer is sick and wakes up four times throughout
the night.
I remember when I had a full time job. I found fulfillment there, but not in the
same way. My job never truly got the
best out of me. I didn’t need to give me
best self to do a good job. It was just
what I did during the day so that I could do the things I really loved at night
and on the weekends. It’s funny that
motherhood is not that way. For one, there’s no such thing as nights and
weekends off. Even if I do have a
babysitter taking care of Spencer or am away and Bill has him, he’s still on my
mind. When he took a three hour 40
minute nap this afternoon, while I thoroughly enjoyed the time to get some
things done, I had to resist peeking in his room to make sure he was safe and
still breathing. I used to think those
kinds of comments were so cliché when others said them, yet now they are the
genuine thoughts of my heart and it doesn’t even matter to me if they are
cliché or not. It is beyond ridiculous how much joy I get when he comes running
up to me just to get a hug on his way to more playing.
There are numerous things I love about being a mother and
particularly being able to be a stay at home mom, but one of them is the
ability it gives me to create. Though I
am never truly off, at the same time I have flexibility to do things that were
never possible when I was working full time.
I wholeheartedly agree with President Uchtdorf’s talk about how humans
are meant to create things and that we each need to find a way to do that. I think that is the root of some of the
things I find so fulfilling about being at home. I love the ability it gives me to cook meals
that align with my health objectives. We have a tight budget, so when we need
an item for our house, it gives me the chance to build it myself. Yes, I save money, and that was the initial
reason the hobby even started, but the creation part is what I love. I can plant a garden. Something about seeing life grow is very
fulfilling. I can sew and craft and generally do things that were not thought
to be cool when I was in high school or college. I remember being at BYU and
the home ec major, sorry, can’t remember the exact name, but that major was
totally looked down upon as not being very worthwhile. Dang, I wish I had taken some of those sewing
classes! It would really improve upon my
current skills. And the best part of
being a stay at home mom? I get to introduce little people to all these things
I love. I feel like I’ve reached a point
in my life where I’ve experienced so many things that it’s almost a bit surprising
when something comes along that is genuinely novel. Yet with kids in tow, it’s
like everything is brand new again because I get to see it through their
eyes. I love that. I hope I never get tired of that as my kids
get older and harder to deal with at times.
I wish it weren’t so hard for our society to value the
important aspects of said society. Good
parenting is one of the most crucial aspects of a healthy society, yet we
downplay and downgrade it. It’s the same
with teaching. Where would we be without
good teachers, yet it drives me crazy when I hear my teacher friends talk about
what they deal with every day at school with the way they are treated as
employees. Not every country in the
world is like that. I was totally
floored when a Russian friend of mine presented in our grad program that in her
country mothers are given three years paid maternity leave with a guarantee
they’ll have a place when they come back.
Three years! I can’t even
imagine! I just wish it were not so hard to value the things that are most
important to a healthy society.
Parenting and motherhood are at the top of the list for me.
My last thought is I wish we didn’t tear each other down so
much. I hope comments like saying a stay
at home mom has never worked a day in her life and obviously doesn’t know
anything about economics don’t happen very often. I referenced earlier that I’m
not sure I’m quite to the point where I can honestly say I am a stay at home
mom when asked and be proud of that alone.
I’ve spent the last several pages talking about everything I love about
it, but it still comes down to that I appreciate recognition as much as the
next person and saying I’m a mom doesn’t get me that. That need for recognition is one of many
reasons I blog and post on Facebook.
I’ll be honest, I like sharing what I’ve done so that others besides
just me know I’m doing something worthwhile. I hope over time that will change
and I can be more secure in my identity and be happy just for me. We shall see.
I hope we as a society can treat each other better. I have my doubts it will happen, but our society
is made up of people, and we all have the ability to be a little better. I know
that’s my goal and motherhood is speeding that process along. So here’s to another day and another challenge
and doing this thing that stretches me to the extreme.