I am not perfect and there are days where I am tired and the sound of the kids running through the house playing makes me want to scream, “STOP!” But, I don’t. Instead, I stop and think. I remind myself that I am going to miss this very, very soon. At 9 and 13, my children are over halfway gone. My eyes swell at the thought. I can’t imagine my life without them.
The Husband and I had to sacrifice a lot for me to be able to stay home. I could have easily returned to work and we would have had more money. In financially stressful moments, I have questioned our decision. Then I look at what we have instead of what we are missing. Money couldn’t buy the childhood that my children have had. Money couldn’t replace the bond. . .the closeness of our relationship. Money could never have created the incredible people they are becoming. There isn’t an amount of money in this world that could replace all the “firsts” I have been a part of. And no job or money could give me this feeling I have when I think of it all.
I consider myself one of the lucky ones. I know a lot of Moms that would love to stay home with their children and don’t have the opportunity. Sometimes it is hard for me not to comment when someone tells me that they just can’t wait for school to start or for their kids to go to camp. I don’t think they realize that their children can feel their *want* too.
I could turn this into a very long column about how important it is to be involved whether you work or stay at home and how your children are so much more than a “responsibility”, but I won’t. I will not make this a “Working Mom vs. SAHM” column. I completely respect those who choose to work. I think it is a very personal decision and cannot be judged by anyone.
My point is that there are so many Mom’s that choose to stay home and don’t appreciate what they have. They are taking it all for granted. Instead of hearing the kids running through the house and smile knowing they are having fun, the scold their children for making so much noise. There are so many women that would happily take their place.
None of us are perfect. I make mistakes as a parent and my “woulda coulda shoulda” list has been long at times. But, I will tell you I love my children more than anything in this world. They are my priority. I take full responsibility for who they are and who they will become.
Whether you are a working parent or you stay at home, I hope that the next time you are feeling tired and your children are loud, but are just having fun, you smile. I hope when they come over to you for the billionth time to “show you something” and want you to get up after sitting down for the first time in hours, you jump at the opportunity. And I hope that you will never take for granted the fullness of your life and all its incredible chaos. This is not forever. One day they will be gone and the house will be quiet. You may just miss all that *noise*.