If you haven't had a chance to check out my mom's blog, you should watch for new postings. She posts some pretty incredible and inspirational stories! Where she finds them, I don't know, but they are often ones we can all relate to in some way!
Lately, even though I am no longer reporting to an office away from the home for work each day, I have felt more over worked than I have in a long time! I know it's because I am still lacking a whole
lotta energy due to the extreme nausea I am experiencing w/ this pregnancy. I am grateful and thrilled that we are going to be blessed w/ a 4
th, we wanted this and we planned this! I just want to express that I am sick and tired of being sick and tired! I feel the guilt daily as I notice the looks of
disappointment I get from my kids when they are trying to get me to do more than I can do....shoot I am more
disappointed than anyone that I feel this way right now! Unfortunately this is common for me, I usually experience nausea until the 16
th week! I will continue to try, every single day, to give as much as I can give! I can't wait until I get to feel the baby move more and get some energy back and especially find out if we are having a boy or a girl! :)
Anyway, as mom's we all need to remember that we are not alone in feeling that we have the hardest job on the planet....because we do! It is DEFINITELY the most rewarding...but certainly offers the biggest challenges as we continue to learn from our own kids and our mistakes! Ya know, a couple of years ago they did a study on the hours and the quality of work a mom does 24/7 and came up w/ a salary figure of $137,000 annually! This is what we are worth for the work we do! No, we don't see this money....
unfortunately ;), but I believe that by doing your best as a parent, the rewards are priceless!!! :)
Just a MomAuthor Unknown
A woman, renewing her driver's license at the County Clerk's office was asked by the woman recorder to state her occupation. She hesitated, uncertain how to classify herself. "What I mean is," explained the recorder, "do you have a job or are you just a.....?""Of course I have a job," snapped the woman. "I'm a Mom.""We don't list 'Mom' as an occupation, 'housewife' covers it," said the recorder emphatically.
I forgot all about her story until one day I found myself in the same situation, this time at our own Town Hall.The Clerk was obviously a career woman, poised, efficient and possessed of a high sounding title like, "Official Interrogator" or "Town Registrar.""What is your occupation?" she probed. What made me say it? I do not know. The words simply popped out."I'm a Research Associate in the field of Child Development and Human Relations."The clerk paused, ball-point pen frozen in midair and looked up as though she had not heard right. I repeated the title slowly emphasizing the most significant words.Then I stared with wonder as my pronouncement was written, in bold, black ink on the official questionnaire."Might I ask," said the clerk with new interest, "just what you do in your field?"Coolly, without any trace of fluster in my voice, I heard myself reply, "I have a continuing program of research, (what mother doesn't) in the laboratory and in the field, (normally I would have said indoors and out). I'm working for my Masters (first the lord and then the whole family) and already have four credits (all daughters). Of course, the job is one of the most demanding in the humanities, (any mother care to disagree?) and I often work 14 hours a day, (24 is more like it).But the job is more challenging than most run-of-the-mill careers and the rewards are more of a satisfaction rather than just money."There was an increasing note of respect in the clerk's voice as she completed the form, stood up and personally ushered me to the door.
As I drove into our driveway, buoyed up by my glamorous new career, I was greeted by my lab assistants - ages 13, 7, and 3. Upstairs I could hear our new experimental model, (a 6 month old baby) in the child development program, testing out a new vocal pattern.I felt I had scored a beat on bureaucracy! And I had gone on the official records as someone more distinguished and indispensable to mankind than "just a Mom." Motherhood!