.....and I've got mine on! Proud to be a wife, mom, grandmom, homemaker, and more, I'm wearing it today as my badge of honor.
Next week, PapaC and I will celebrate our anniversary--29 years, to be exact. When I married him, I was quite sure that I would be a working mother. IF I happened to be a mother at all. That wasn't for certain.
My, how things changed. Oh yes, I became a mother. And loved it.
Then I was a working mother. That was hard. And it didn't turn out to be the best plan for our family.
When Zack was in first grade, I became only a part-time working mother. That was better.
But then the whole world changed. We decided to homeschool. I came home full-time. And the rest is history.
From working CPA to homeschooling, jumper wearing (not really!) stay-at-home mom. It was perfect. My worst day at home has always been better than my best day at work ever was. It remains so, even in the midst of budget crunches and grown-up kids. It was absolutely the best decision I ever made.
And those people who thought I had wasted my education? Phooey to them. I've done accounting work for friends, tax returns for people who couldn't afford to take them anywhere else. I'm the treasurer of my parish--saving our parish $$$$ by not having to PAY someone like me. My organization skills made me a great scout leader and teacher of other leaders. Nothing ever goes to waste!
One time, PapaC and I attended one of his work Christmas parties. I hate parties like that. I'm not particularly good around a bunch of people I don't know. Plus, I told PapaC, "All the other women look at me like something they just stepped in when they find out I'm a homemaker."
He thought I was being too sensitive. Hmmm. Well, we went in to the party, had some food and drinks, and sat down next to some guys he worked with and their wives.
One of the sweet young things turned to me and said, "What do you do?"
Oh, boy, the money question.
"I'm a stay at home mom, and we homeschool our son."
Look of surprise, then she says, "Oh, that's just so cute!"
"Well, it certainly can be, but mostly it's work."
Then she pipes up with the remark to end all remarks.
"Well, I'd just LOVE to stay at home. But I just have to use my brain!"
Swear to goodness.
And no, I didn't deck her.
And PapaC apologized to me in the car on the way home.
But that's OK. 'Cause I figure that I earned YEARS off my time in Purgatory for not asking her, "Oh really? When did you plan to start?"
Anyway. I'm wearing my apron with pride today--and, by the way, it's a lovely model made by the uber-talented Kitchen Madonna--and letting people know that I like my job just fine, thank you very much.
And maybe I'll post a picture of my apron, once the battery to my digital camera recharges.