"What did you even do today?"

             I've been wanting to do this blog post for a while now, but I have had a teething toddler who popped two new teeth and is getting in another set molars so I've basically been wanting to throw myself off a bridge the last two weeks. Jk. Kind of.

             Before I get into this actual post, I want to start by saying how completely appalled I am by the way stay at home moms and working moms act towards each other. I mean seriously. I was looking up those little e-card things to add into this for a little humor, and some of them were just plain RUDE. I've been a stay at home mom for 95% of the time that Peyton has been alive. I worked a temporary part-time job for a total of 12 weeks over the summer then fall, but couldn't go back for the spring because of scheduling conflicts with Nick's job. (Basically I didn't want to be working solely to be able to afford the money it would cost to put Peyton in child care just so I could work). I'm not saying one is easier than the other. I feel blessed that we are in a situation where I am able to stay home and take care of the baby. And it is by no means easy (but I will be getting into that in a moment...). At the same time I don't believe it is right in any way shape or form for one mother to put down another mother because she chooses/has to work or stay home.  Being a parent is hard enough without having to worry about other parents judging you. But that's just my 2 cents.

some examples of the rudeness.

             There are some days when Nick will get home from work and ask me, "so babe what did you do today?" And I will just stare at him with a blank look on my face. I feel like I did a lot. I'm exhausted. But I honestly could not name off on single thing that I actually did during the day. It's like my mind just blanked. Completely. That's what being a stay at home mom is like.

             I like to joke with Nick and tell him "You either get an amazing mom, or a good wife. You can't have both in the same day." And he knows which one he gets the second he walks through the door. If he walks in and baby is laughing or quiet, chances are the house is a wreck. Because we probably had a dance party. Or played the drums with pots and pans. Or we finger painted/colored. Or we took a walk around the block. Or we just watched movies and are both still in our pajamas. The list goes on and on, because on these days I am an amazing mom.

             But if he comes home to a clean house, chances are that baby is crying and mommy will be rocking back and forth in the corner about to pull her hair out. That's how these last couple weeks with teething have been. I love her dearly, and I know it's not her fault that she's in pain and upset, but once you're 6 days in to teething were your child has screamed a minimum of 5 hours a day, on top of waking up every 45-90 minutes screaming every night, you understand the need for hashtags like "#mommyneedsadrank".

             I feel like people who aren't parents just assume that being a stay at home mom is easy. But believe me, it's not. And it's not that being a stay home is an excessively physically demanding job, but it is an extremely emotionally demanding one. I can go a week at a time without leaving the house. Besides little breaks when I have photo sessions (which have been sparing since the first of the year, so you kind people need to change that ;)), I am with the baby 24-7. If I want to go out, I essentially have to move mountains. First I have to make sure I have a car since my husband and I share one, or bum a ride. And then I have to make sure I remember to take the car seat out of the car if I have to catch a ride. And then if I want to go out without the baby, I have to find a baby sitter (and to be honest the thought of leaving her with somebody other than her grandparents gives me super bad anxiety). And yes, we do live with my in-laws currently who are genuinely more than happy to watch the baby whenever they can, I don't like pawning her off. But, I digress.

              The best way to keep a baby happy during the day, is for you to be happy (or at least pretend to be). If you're upset, baby can sense it and they will be upset too. This is where a lot of the emotional strain comes in.

             Then you constantly wonder if you're doing everything right. What should I make the baby for lunch? I could do hot dogs. But she's already had hot dogs twice this week. But if I actually cook cook then I'll have more dishes to clean... Is eating this many hot dogs going to make her sick?! I should really make sure she eats more fruits and vegetables. She eats at least one apple a day though, so that's okay, right? And I'm pretty sure she ate some green beans at dinner last night. I think. She's already had two sippys of juice today. Maybe I should give her some plain water. Or should I give her milk?! The doctor said she's only suppose to have two servings of milk a day, so if I give her some now I can't give her any at bed time. Oh god. I think her sippy of milk from last night is still in her crib! I hope she hasn't drank it! I would know if she had, right?! I hope she doesn't get sick! Which reminds me, I need to call the doctor and make an appointment about her rash... and so on and so on.

             I'm probably going to write a part two to this post eventually, but currently I am suffering from mommy and cannot remember what else I had intended to write in this...........

So The End.

(for now)

I seriously died laughing when I saw this lol.