This blog post is for all the parents.
My daughter is 10 years old (11 in August). She's beautiful, tall for her age, blonde, brown eyes and tan all year long. I've always been secretly jealous of her tan but whatever. My point is, she's a very pretty girl and does not look her age. I've always been scared to death of the day she starts dating.
Well folks, I think that day is here! The darling daddy, kids and I were at a birthday party for a friend last night.. having a wonderful time. I was surrounded by TONS of adults (FINALLY! I can talk to someone about something besides the Backyardigans!) and already had a few beers in me. Daddy had several too and the kids (all 50 of them) had an entire FARM to run and play on. Quite possibly the perfect night.
Then my phone rang. The caller was a little boy named Jordan, 10 years old, wanting to know if he could take my daughter out to dinner! I was so shocked, I put her dad on the phone to talk to the kid. DAD SAID YES! WTF??? He had the whole "What are your intentions?" conversation with the poor kid and in the end, gave his permission!
Is this what's coming for my baby??
Granted, the boys mother Leanne is going to be there, a couple tables away, quietly supervising.. but I am still.freaking.out. My baby girl.. dating (sorta). Now, this is the first time I've heard about this little boy having designs on my daughter, but apparently its been going on for awhile. Apparently he's been asking her to sit with him at lunch everyday at school! And she thinks he likes her because she got a pretty new hair cut on Monday. Ughhhh!
Now, I know its just two little kids having a bite to eat. I know there will be adult supervision. I KNOW they are only 10 and hopefully DEAR GOD I HOPE sex, kissing, touching, wtf ever is NOT on their minds yet.. but I think I'm going to have a heart attack. Is this just the beginning? Will they go on more "dates"? Will he break her sweet, sensitive little heart?! I'm so not ready for this shit.
I think I need a drink. Or three...
Finally! After all the years of working 9am-6pm. All those years of working weekends. All those years of other people watching my kids grow up and learn new things everyday. FINALLY. I am a Stay At Home Mom. I get to spend all day with the two kids I have left that aren't in school yet. Well.. one of them actually right now, the other is in Texas visiting his father. But still. I'm home! All day! With my youngest son, 3 years old. Ok, so now what?
We get up in the morning and get big brother and sister off to school. Usually we stop and get a doughnut and a coffee (chocolate milk for him, haha) on the way home. We cuddle on the couch for a bit while I check email and he watches cartoons. I do some laundry, straighten up the house a little. Lunch time comes and we eat. Some days we'll walk to the park and play. I'd say we go visit friends but we're new in town and haven't really met very many people yet.
Brother and sister come home from school and do homework, go play outside, etc. Daddy Dearest comes home. I cook dinner, serve dinner, clean up dinner. We all watch a little tv in the evenings, then its showers, pajamas, bedtimes..
Every. Single. Day. Don't get me wrong, I want to stay home. I love this time with my children. But after working all day everyday for the past several years, I'm having a hard time adjusting. I feel like I'm not doing enough. I'm not helping DD to pay the bills. I don't like having to ask for money for things. I'm used to having my own! I know he doesn't care, but it still bothers me. Aside from not having my own money though, I just feel kinda useless. I know, years from now, I'm going to look back and be so damned happy that I was able to stay home and raise my children. I know that. But this is very hard work!
I was never this tired when I had a full time "real job". While I won't lie and say I'm loving every single minute of this new life.. I will say that I am positive it was the right decision and hopefully with time I will be able to adjust and adapt and begin loving every second without wanting to stab someone with a fork.
I follow several other SAHM's on facebook and on their blogs. I'd love to hear some feedback. How do you deal? Did you work outside the home before? Do you regret anything?
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