Tag: Stay

  • All My Wife Has To Do Is Look After The Baby

    I came home yesterday evening after working 12 hours. I went into the bathroom to get cleaned up and ready for dinner. I noticed my daughters bassinet in the bathroom…

    I asked my wife if she had put her in there, and how she did in it. She said that she put her in it as she had showered during the day. We continued to talk about how good she had been and how much she’s growing up and so forth…

    This morning I came home from the gym, turned the shower on, to get cleaned up for work. I turned to the door, and saw where my wife wiped away the steam from the glass, so that she could see our baby girl in the bassinet….

    I literally just sat there and stared at the glass and smiled. I could see it, I imagined it, it was like I was there in the room with them. I could see Heather just looking through the glass and making faces at Lottie as she smiled and played in her bassinet! I just melted!!!

    It’s so crazy to me, how the smallest things can make me so appreciative of my wife. It’s the little sacrifices my wife makes for this family, that would normally go unnoticed. From caring for our daughter 24/7, to caring for me, cooking, cleaning, taking care of the animals, and taking care of herself (yeah right, there’s no time for that)…

    It just makes me stop and think…. I work hard… I work long 10-12 hours days… I get tired… I have stressful days… that’s my right, as the working member in the house hold right… to be catered to hand and foot when I get off?!?

    All she does is have to take care of a baby….

    So it should be that she cooks, and keeps the house clean, dishes washed, laundry clean and put up, animals tended to…. and I’m a man, have I mentioned my needs yet ?!?

    I mean seriously, she’s at home all day after all!

    Mannnnn…. I can’t tell you how much this fogged up glass means to me !

    The fact that my wife can’t even shower without caring for someone else…. tending to someone else’s needs…. get a second to herself to relax

    My wife doesn’t get to clock out, my wife doesn’t get the satisfaction of seeing a check deposited in the bank in return of her hard work, my wife doesn’t get to eat lunch with co workers, my wife doesn’t get to just walk outside and just take a deep breath….

    This may be just a fogged up piece of glass to some, but to me it means so much more. It’s the little things like this that don’t go un noticed…. it’s the little things like this that constantly remind me how badass she is…. it’s the little things like this that make me fall in love with her all over again, Heather Williams!

    Thank you for being the amazing woman you are… it doesn’t go unnoticed!

    šŸ‘‘ I love you My Queen šŸ‘‘

    Credit: Six Shots with Zack and Heather

  • Everyone Thinks Being A Stay At Home Mum Is Easy

    ā˜ļø everyone thinks being a stay at home mom full time is easy.

    — that we are lucky to be able to not have to work.

    — that we are lazy.

    — that it’s not ā€œrealā€ work so we have nothing to complain about.

    šŸ‘‰ but the truth is…it’s fucking lonely and overwhelming

    You can’t do anything by yourself; go to the bathroom, enjoy a cup of coffee, read, hell you can’t even scrub the shit out of pants for the 3rd time in a day without someone crying or screaming at your leg.

    You don’t get breaks unless they are sleeping; which even then you use that time to clean up

    You struggle to come up with ways to entertain someone for literally 12 hours a day every day.

    You wear the same clothes that smell like sweat and tears for days at a time because it’s already stained and no use in ruining more clothes.

    You forget what it means or feels like to be an individual; because your entire existence now revolves around that child.

    You look at working moms and get jealous because you wish you could have an excuse to have an adult conversation without being interrupted.

    You lock yourself in the bathroom and scream into a towel while crying because you need a second to breathe; all while a child is banging on the door to get in…

    ā˜ļø let that sink in, most of us don’t even have the luxury to cry and be frustrated in peace..and when we do break down people question it; ā€œlike what do you have to cry about you get to sit home all day.ā€

    I was one of those people who judged SAHM’s. But I get it now. The people who said they’d be there to help have all but disappeared, and you’re left with this overwhelming sense of failure.

    My house isn’t clean, I’m not clean, the dishes aren’t done, I have screamed already today, I have cried, and I have felt so damn guilty that my child was here to witness it.

    But I am alone….and I am lonely

    šŸ‘‰šŸ‘‰ check in on your SAHM friends….we are NOT okay

    Credit https://www.facebook.com/bridgetteanne94