Becoming Mother

Growing up I was fortunate to have a stay-at-home mother. I loved knowing my mom was always, always there whenever I needed her. I loved knowing I could have changing school and extracurricular activity schedules and it was fine. However, I knew her life wasn’t for me. I did not want to stay at home, much less have kids.

About 10 years in the future…

I married a man who wanted kids. I agreed to have two, assured I would have my career while raising the two kids. Four years later, kid 1 was born. I had my Master’s degree in Clinical Psychology and took some time to be at home with our son. Three years later, kid 2 was born. In between, I worked with children with autism. I thought I would work and we would get a babysitter for the kids.

Life has a way of laughing at me. Before our daughter was born, our son was diagnosed with a speech delay. My husband was completely unwilling to leave him in someone else’s care since he said little beyond making a b sound. With our schedules, we made it work so I could work, but my husband changing jobs changed that.

All of a sudden, I am a stay-at-home mother of two, but hopefully not for too long. Until I manage to get back out into a world where small people are not yelling at me to feed or change them, this is my journey into motherhood.


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