I can't remember how I came across this site, but I'm participating in Girl Talk Thursday for the first time...
"What is Girl Talk Thursday? It's a chance to gossip and giggle, to speculate, to say bad words, to down a margarita or rant (or rave)..." and each week there is a different topic.
Today's is "job venting".
I've held a few jobs since the age of 17, when I got my first job as a cashier in one of the local grocery stores.
I've also worked in retail (at a clothing store and a bookstore, the latter which I loved)... as a bank teller (and then teller supervisor)... and for the state's largest insurance company (first as a customer service rep before I was promoted to a position as a Regional Exception Technician. Of course, no one knows what that means... basically, I handled billing and membership for some of the companies largest contracts).
However, of all the jobs I've had... my current job is, by far, the hardest one I've ever done.
Yes, I am a stay-at-home-mom. I may not have a "job"... but I still work.
Between the laundry, grocery shopping and running other errands, menu planning, cooking, dusting, vacuuming and other cleaning, driving the girls to and from school, taking the girls to play dates, birthday parties and tumbling class...
Trust me, I have plenty of work to do.
"Oh, you're so lucky to be a stay-at-home-mom". Yes, I am. I know I am, and I'm very thankful I have this opportunity to be home with my girls. And I would not change it for the world.
But don't say that to me in a condescending tone, implying that since I don't have a "job", I must sit around all day, watching soaps and eating bon-bons. Please don't make the assumption that my days are easy. As I said, I have plenty to keep me busy. In fact, somehow it seems I'm busier now than I was when I had a full-time job.
If you have a job outside the home and have your kids in daycare, I don't assume that your kids are being raised by strangers while you escape to your job just so you can have some adult interaction. I understand moms have to work, or even want to... I've been there myself, working full-time with both of my kids in daycare all day.
And there are those in my own family... my own house, even... who think my days are a cake-walk. I think that's what stings the most...
And here endeth my rant.