Snow days are great. You get to spend the whole day with your favorite sweetie and your brood! The outdoors are so bright that you need to shade your eyes from the glare. All the winter greyness is covered with a beautiful sparkling and pristine blanket straight from Heaven. It’s the meterological version of Grace.<\/p>\n
When I found myself a newly minted stay-at-home-mom, I didn’t really feel any different than I did as a work-outside-the-home-mom. I had been completely oblivious to the political Mommy Wars that had been going on for a decade. When other stay-at-home-moms heard about my perceived “career change,” I was startled by their gushing as if now I had fulfilled my true and perfect destiny as a woman.<\/p>\n
Huh? . . . I was fulfilled before. I’ll be fulfilled here too.<\/p>\n
Getting my sea legs in my new occupation hasn’t changed this perpetual what-the-heck-are-you-talking-about expression on my face. I read the mommy books, and I end up throwing them across the room. The persistent theme is that if you’re truly a saved woman, you’ll stay at home. Wait a second! I thought I heard growing up that if I was really a committed Christian, I’d go to the mission field in the jungles of Africa. Have we changed the terms of the Second Blessing all of sudden? How come I didn’t get the memo?<\/p>\n
Yes, I’m a stay-at-home mommy. Yes, I’m content as a stay-at-home mommy. This wasn’t my “choice” per se. But I’m not clammoring to get a job either. I like it. But I liked it before when I worked outside the home. That was bliss. I nursed my boys to sleep every afternoon. I ate lunch with them everyday. . . . Am I terrifically content? Or is the way we talk about womanhood and the Christian family just pretty lousy?<\/p>\n
I was venting about this with my better-half several weeks ago. He said, “No, no. For you, this stay-at-home-mom thing is like a snow day. You wake up and realize that you get <\/em>to stay at home! It’s a gift!!”<\/p>\n And sure that carries with it a different wardrobe, a different routine, a different set of expectations. It’s new. But it’s good. But before was good too.<\/p>\n It’s all good.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Snow days are great. You get to spend the whole day with your favorite sweetie<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[8,9,14,24],"tags":[178,290,494,659,702,805],"class_list":["post-1719","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-grace","category-grow","category-family","category-write","tag-complementarianism","tag-fundamentalism","tag-mommy-wars","tag-second-blessing","tag-stay-at-home-moms","tag-work-outside-the-home-moms"],"yoast_head":"\n