It’s me, Dumb Mom, and I’m taking over the Working Mom’s blog, but just for today.
She can have it back shortly, because I don’t think my lounge pants and Isotoners are particularly appropriate for the working world.
Wouldn’t it be awesome if they were though?
If I could just roll outta bed, shower if I want, work my locks into a loose ponytail, and go! Actually, that’s exactly what I do.
But that’s only because as the official Casa de Dummies DOHH! (more on that title below) my audience is just not that picky. They couldn't care less about what I wear as long as I make it happen in the kitchen (and the bathroom, and the bedroom, and the basement, and anywhere else they require my assistance).
And, my life as a problogger (I totally am ‘cause I made like $50 last year), a prophotog (a largely seasonal position that is WAY more busy in the summer), and a freelance writer (very exciting gig that requires more computer time than it does face-to-face time) is pretty flexible when it comes to clothing.
So, I’m dedicating this post to The Working Mommy and to those of you who hold down a full time gig and still manage to be a successful (or semi successful) parent, I salute you.
You women rock because honestly, I don’t think I could cut it.
I mean, as it stands, I run a moderately successful blog and an occasionally successful photography business (pictures good; marketing, client base, and income not so much), I write articles for local publications on a freelance basis, I work part time at the hospital, and I consider myself a mediocre Director of Homeland Happenings, DOHH! (thinking of converting this position into five separate ones since I attempt to do the work of five separate people).
If I had to add full time teacher (my pre-kid title) to my resume, I’m pretty sure I would run away.
I know people are always saying you figure it out, you (and your family) adapt, but I’m not so sure.
I didn’t choose to stay home because I was afraid I couldn’t hack it as a full time employee and a full time mommy. I chose to stay home when I was pregnant with my first, which meant I was still mildly delusional about life with kids. My decision to be a SAHMish person was influenced by numerous factors (not all well thought), none of which were that I didn’t think I could handle my job and my life as a mom. I was 23 when I had my first son, so I was still in the “I can do anything you can do better” phase of my life.
I’m so over that.
Three kids later, I realize that I’m just not cut out for life in the workforce. I’m not sure I could pull myself out of bed each morning, squeeze myself into professional attire, and schlep off to work leaving a happy, healthy household in my wake.
Call me lazy, or unmotivated, or weak.
Call me all of those things if you must, I know my weaknesses.
Let’s not forget, I am the person who breastfed all three kids for a full year each simply because I didn’t want to have to tromp downstairs in the middle of the night to get a bottle.
Some people call my commitment to nursing “an amazing devotion to baby”, I call it being lazy.
So I’m giving a big round of applause to all of those mommies who are out there doing their thing, making money, and growing people.
Because seriously, you rock!
Not that we SAHMs don’t do our share, ‘cause really, we do.
But, at least I get to do it in a muumuu, and that is a huge advantage in my book.
Now, come on over to my blog, parenting BY dummies, and see how this Dumb Mom of 3 handsome boys singlehandedly teaches them that life is not all about sacrifice and responsibility, it’s about awesomeness too! Well, I guess it’s not exactly singlehandedly because I do share this responsibility with my hubby, aka Dumb Dad, but he really doesn’t do much in the way of hands on teaching; he’s more of a what-your-mom-said kinda guy.
Oh, and I’m running a super fun photo contest that just started today so get on over there right now for your chance to enter and win!