There are two things I know for sure about myself, only because I have been told them weekly throughout my entire life.
1) I am a good writer.
2) I am an open book.
I am also a mother. How could I not have a blog about motherhood. A real, honest to goodness look at motherhood for me.
I am also realizing that although I do love being a mother, I do not enjoy being a stay at home mom. Because of many circumstances in my life, and personality flaws in myself, there is no workable solution for my occupational diress. Therefore, I force myself out of bed, every single morning, and work, nonstop, until I fall into bed at night, and then upon opening my eyes, it starts all over again. Torture, I know.
I wish I was different. I wish I was like all of the mothers I see around me, so fufilled and almost giddy to be stay at home moms. But, I have tried and failed. This is not me. I pray that some day it might be. But today, on July 12, 2012, it is not me. Nor has it been me for the 4 years preceding this date. I hate being a stay at home mom. It feels like an uphill battle most days.
And this is why.....
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