Long ago my now husband and I decided that one day when we got married we would have children. We planned that we would both work for awhile, but we would only live off of one salary so that when we were blessed with children I could stay home and it would not be a shock to our financial situation that we were down one salary. Plus, we would have a nice little next egg that was once my salary.
This was a good idea in theory. Don't get me wrong it worked from a financial standpoint, but there are some things that one does not think of when one decides that they will stay home with their children. If the job you have prior to staying home is one that you enjoy and you are appreciated, you will inevitably receive little pats on the back that you are doing a good job, reminders if you will that you are appreciated. At the very least you receive a pay check regularly that is a tangible reminder that you are doing a good job.
Not so much in parenting. Back then I would consider my perks to be giggles from my little ones, kisses that weren't asked for, big bear hugs or my children resting their head on my shoulder. I wuz you mama was like a bonus at the end of the year. As my children have grown the "perks" have changed with them, a conversation with my teenagers or some quiet time while we are all in the same room are my new bonus'.
I am now back into the workplace part time. I work at my children's school in the clinic. I enjoy getting to affect the day of little ones that are not feeling well or that have fallen and hurt themselves. My main goal is to have a child that comes to me in tears, to leave me with laughter. Today I received a bonus from this job. Do not read this as I got a raise. I was walking in the hall after lunch I passed a kindergarten class on the way back to their room. A child stopped to say Hey! You're my most favoritest of all the clinic worker persons. Day made.
No comments:
Post a Comment