Everyone believes being a full-time stay-at-home parent is simple.
– that we are fortunate not to have to work.
– that we’re slackers.
– that because it isn’t “real” employment, there isn’t anything to complain about.
However, the truth is that it’s incredibly lonely and overwhelming.
You can’t go to the restroom, drink a cup of coffee, read, or even scrub the crap off of your pants for the third time in a day without someone weeping or screaming at your leg.
You don’t get breaks unless they’re asleep, and even then, you’re cleaning up.
You’re having trouble coming up with ways to keep someone entertained for 12 hours a day, every day.
You wear the same sweaty, tear-soaked clothes for days on end since they’re already stained and there’s no point in damaging more.
Because your entire existence suddenly revolves around that child, you forget what it means or feels like to be an individual.
You enviously see working moms, wishing you could have a reason to hold an adult discussion without being disturbed.
You lock yourself in the bathroom and scream into a towel while crying because you need a second to breathe; all while a child bangs on the door to get in… let that sink in… most of us don’t even have the luxury of crying and being frustrated in peace…and when we do, people ask, “like what do you have to cry about you get to sit home all day.”
I used to be one of those individuals who looked down on SAHMs. But now I understand. People who swore they’d be there to help have all but vanished, leaving you with a crushing sense of failure.
My house isn’t clean, I’m not clean, the dishes aren’t done, and I’ve already screamed, sobbed, and felt terrible that my child was present to witness it.
But I’m alone and lonely….
check in on your SAHM friends….we’re not doing well.