Mommy Confessions #4

It's that time again, time to confess something that's weighing on my mind.

I confess...I really don't want to go to work when my son starts school this year. Hubby wants me to start working more this summer, since his schedule would allow me to pick up extra hours, and he hopes I will find a full time job in the fall.

I don't. I want to be at home to send my son off to school. I want to be waiting when he comes home. What if he's sick and needs to stay home? What if he has something special at school and wants me to come? What if he just needs me?

I want to be there.

My thoughts are, if we can afford it, why not? I have never been the get out there and get ahead kind of girl. I'm perfectly content to be mom. I would so much rather be at home than sitting in an office somewhere.

Are you confessing anything this week?

Momma is Such a Liar

No, honey, I don't know what happened to the guitar Mimi sent you. (Who sends a 4 year old a guitar?)

I have no idea who ate the last brownie.

Sorry, honey, I don't have any batteries for your loud obnoxious favorite toy.

I bet daddy would love to look at your (400 page) animal book with you (for the 3rd time today).

Sorry, sweetie, I don't know your friends phone number to invite them over today.

I think the park is closed today.

Yes, Momma is such a liar.

Happy Mother's Day!

Happy Mother's Day! Hope it's filled with fun, smiles, and lots of hugs! Some chocolate or a bubble bath would be nice too.

What Kind of Mom Am I?

There's so many classifications of moms these days. You can be a stay-at-home mom, a working mom, a work-at-home mom, a breast feeding mom, a bottle feeding mom, the list goes on and on. Everyone always wants to put us in a category. I've decided I don't fit into such a neat little box.

I'm the kind of mom who let's her child jump on the couch, and the bed. The kind of mom who thinks giggles and hugs are much more important than being on time and being proper. The kind of mom who lets her kid run loose at home, but expects him to act respectful to others.

I'm a stay-at-home, go-to-work, somewhere-in-the-middle mom. It's nice to have options, to have change a few days a week. I'd hate to work full-time, I love staying at home. Yet, if I was home every day, I think I'd go crazy.

I like being the mom who bakes with the little one, the one who taught him to write his name, the one who builds with K*Nex. I like being the one who comes home to hear, "I missed you" and giggle when GM tells people his mommy is "a working girl." I'm sure I'll enjoy the day I have to explain that he shouldn't use those exact words when telling his teacher what his mommy does.

Right now, I think I've found a perfect place, somewhere in between all those boxes.