Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Domestic Goddess

I dread filling out forms the ask for your occupation. I hate writing "stay at home mom" or "home maker". It's not that it's not true. I have (with my husband) decided not to return to the work force so as to raise my son full time. I just object to the terminology. I think that they are both out dated and that neither one really describes what a mom (stay at home or working) actually does.

First of all, who actually stays at home? At least in my case, my kid much prefers to be out. Outside, at a play date, shopping, at Grandma and Grandpa's house, at the park, at the beach...anywhere that isn't the same four walls. And I must say that I completely agree with him. There are swimming lessons and doctors appointments, grocery shopping and social engagements. This little boy has a better social life than I do, that's for sure.

Mom's are cooks, maids, chauffeurs, fashion consultants, social convenors, mediators, event planners, personal shoppers, playmates, enforcers, judges, social workers, teachers, nurses, creative directors, nutritionists, artists, monster scarer-awayers, boo-boo kissers, booger wipers, tear kissers, bad dream banishers and occasionally, tickle monsters.

I decided to revamp my job title when I saw my OB for the first time for my current pregnancy. His Office Admin (lovely lady!) was updating my file and asking the usual. We got to occupation. I said that I didn't work. Aileen said "like hell you don't". I paused for a moment and reflected on this. I then changed my answer to Domestic Goddess. Aileen laughed and entered it into the computer. That is how I've responded to the question ever since. I get some odd looks. That's fine

It hasn't been easy. I'm a natural Mom, a good cook with a varied repitoire, but not a natural at keeping the house clean and tidy. I love a clean home. I'm just not very good at it. I know how to clean. I'd much rather play.

A little planning, my trusty lists, and a healthy dose of self forgiveness if I slip for a few days. If I have a choice of going to the park or washing the floor...the floor is just going to have to wait. It's taken my two years, but I think I've now got this whole Domestic Goddess thing under control.

Of course I'm now 32 1/2 weeks pregnant. Not like that could possible throw a wrench into the works, right?

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