I’ve spent a decade with a child attached to my breast.
Pre-children I was a super bubbly employee who walked to work with extra peps in my steps.
I was on a mission to spread love and enjoyed getting paid to do it. It was easy and most importantly I helped others in crisis.
Then my children came and the real work began.
Every day, multiple times a day, my children’s wails confirmed I was doing a terrible job. I kept trying and trying new things.
So as a mother who had the physical appearance of a wombman, but no cooking, cleaning, or other domestic skills of any sort, I embarked on a journey of never ending laundry, and rarely looked back.
Honestly speaking — I love it.
I’d choose being woken up in warm pee puddles than a super annoying (and inanimate) alarm clock any day.
Despite the undeserved torture I put my body through over the years, I love that she is healthy enough to produce ample amounts of liquid love (aka breastmilk) for this long.
And while I previously loved rolling out of bed to go to back-to-back shifts and jumping at every opportunity for overtime, I now get to work even harder learning how to create a safe space called home.
In conclusion, there are definitely some things I would never do for a paycheck. Separating from my children during their nursing years is one of them. In fact, the constant hours on my feet in my pre-baby life has nothing on the emotional rollercoaster and stretched nipples of these lactating years.
If you are interested in the stay-at-home life, you're in luck. I've created two calculators that may help you take the leap. They are free and you can check them out here and here. I hope they help!
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Until next time...
Love The Journey,
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