well, because i'm thankful (yes, dustbunny knows how to be thankful, it's hard but she's working on it) for a post mentioning how lucky  sahms are, i figured i should write about it.

so, as i sit here, un-showered after a near panic attack thinking that my son got into some old vitamins while i was painting my other son's room, i'll reflect that this is why i am here. 

• i am here so they can freak me out several times a day with their mischief.

when my son turned on the sink (10 min ago) and the sink nozzle fell off and a shooting streaming, hose like blast hit the ceiling and waterfalled down my cabinet onto the floor…which my middle son and his friend both wiped out in i’ll remember this is why i am here.

• i am here so they can make a mess that i can either yell at them to clean up or clean it up myself (depending on who made the mess)

when i abandon laundry altogether because i don’t need to get dressed, i must tell myself…it’s a good thing.

• i truly can wear pajamas on days i don’t feel like wearing clothes.

when i can’t hear myself think or make any money or grab a coffee with an adult, i can remember one thing about being a sahm.

•  i can have a beer with lunch because i don’t have to meet with customers or teach a class in the afternoon.

when i have to separate my two youngest from wrestling & whacking while someone is crying (sometimes me) i’ll remember that this is a full time job.

• i can put them in their rooms and turn on oprah or hgtv to check out…if i really want to.

when i have to grocery shop with three boys, i have to say…this is bonding time.

• i am here to apologize for my children’s cart driving and shopping skills.

when i am responsible for dinners because i am home, i have to say… this is my time to improve my skills.

• i can strategically forget ingredients or blame the absence of a good meal on the 5:00 meltdown mode….even if i just hate cooking and put it off every day until i absolutely have to deal with it...then i make my husband grill in the yard.  

when my career friends think i can’t properly understand anything about business because i am around kids all day, i can say…yes, i am around kids all day and you know what…

• wait, where’s n-man?...hold on…t-man! knock it off! yes, i can…wait…don’t even think about doing that, mr! what was the question?

when everyone i know who has a good salary gives me the eyeball like, what the hell do you do all day, i have to take time to reflect.

• i have no idea what the hell i actually do all day but i am always doing something.

i'll totally admit i am lucky but, just like everything, the grass is greener over here…probably because we are at home watering it all day, sipping lemonade and reading novels…oh wait it’s raining so we don’t have to water?  another day inside the house with three boys a dog, a cat and the internet? yippee!…j

btw, when i cut & paste from my docs, all my words turn lowercase...sorry!

this is just a joke...i do this stuff for fun, so please don't think i am seriously defending something or taking stabs...it's just fun to make fun of myself- and hope you share some of the same sentiment.s in your life :)