I am enjoying being a mostly stay at home mom. (I say "mostly" because I work very part time from home.)
Not to say there aren't the occasional bumps in the road or complete train wreck days. Things aren't always cotton candy and fluffy bunnies, but I have fewer bad days now then when I was working full time.
Some of the reasons I enjoy staying home have really surprised me.
I expected to love the sappy mommy stuff. And I do love the sticky kisses and big hugs, but there are a lot of other parts to the stay at home life that I really like.
Totally selfish parts that have nothing to do with being a "mom". There are some great benefits to the job.
I love that toddlers need more sleep than adults so that I have some time every day not in mommy mode.
I love that I get to spend so much time outside now.
I love taking long walks. Sure, I'm pushing a stroller, but who cares? I love that I get more exercise than when I was sitting in from of a computer 9 hours a day.
I also get to workout regularly thanks to the wonders of affordable child care at the gym. No more working through lunch and barely moving all day and generally feeling like crap.
I love that I have the mental energy and time to read the occasional book and at least skim through the newspaper daily. I was also way too drained to read much or even think of starting a blog when I worked full time.
I love that we have so much fun family time on the weekends. No more spending hours on Sunday doing laundry. I am usually able to get the errands and cleaning done during the week so we can just play on the weekends.
I love that I've gotten a chance to meet wonderful woman from all walks of life. I might not always get to complete my sentences while toddler wrangling, but I've managed to make a few great friends.
In all honestly before my son was born, I was a bit of a workaholic. I didn't even realize it until I got the chance to step away from work for awhile and get a little perspective.
I barely knew anybody that I didn't work with. I came home at night too tired to do anything, but throw together the laziest dinner I could and sit in front of the boob tube. I didn't have any hobbies. I didn't spend enough time with friends.
I didn't even realize how much I was missing out on.
I know that everybody experiences motherhood and staying home differently, but I think it's been really good for me. When the time comes for me to return to the full time working world, I won't forget what I've learned.
It's funny how I spent the first year at home whining about everything I was "giving up". It took me awhile, but now I realize how much I'm getting out of the deal.