There have been plenty of titles and job descriptions in my professional life, but none that hold a candle to my experience with motherhood. Let me tell you why.
Last week, my husband spoke the sweetest words ever uttered.
We were discussing schedules: his schedule, my “schedule”.. what our upcoming week consisted of, yada yada. Every weekend, we try to lay the groundwork for the next week and have an understanding of what each of us has to accomplish.
There’s this recurring question that always tends to leave me a little stumped, I have to admit.
What do you have planned for this week?
He asks because he wants to know and it’s certainly not offensive. He’s genuinely about my plans. The thing is, my time management is still a little under the weather since I’ve taken on this SAHM gig.
It’s not a failure – it’s just the way it is right now.
My girl and I might have general plans, but nothing like the half-hour-increment scheduling I had been used to when at a traditional job. (wrap up a meeting, lunch, answer emails, drive time, conduct next meeting, conference call, delivery, answer phone calls, etc.)
And by general, I mean my answer usually sounds something like this: This week I need to pay hospital bills, wash sheets, organize closets, and donate clothes, among all the other daily household chores.
And I’m going to try and fit it all in…well, during nap times.
Funny how God has a way of teaching us
So on to the compliment that wasn’t really even intended to be a compliment at all.
We went on to talk about how much time it really takes to care for an infant. And he gets it; it’s constant. There’s not a lot of lollygagging. It’s not all nail salons and massages and play dates and blogging (ha).
He commented how he sees my hands literally full most of the day long. My time is not my own (another story for another day), and that there’s only so much one can accomplish with one free hand.
Then, my husband said this,
” I understand now why full-time daycare professionals exist..It’s a real job.”
This isn’t side work, folks.
Raising a human is beyond a full-time job. There is no 5 o’clock.
Another thing I picked up on quickly after entering the world of motherhood: it’s the best job ever. EVER. I don’t collect a paycheck every two weeks or have stock options or a free gym membership, but the reward is even greater.
It pays in sights: her peaceful face asleep next to me or the way her chubby arms curl in for a snuggle,
..in sounds: hearing new laughs and squeaks and syllables form every single day,
..and in smells: the top of her head that I can’t quit kissing and her warm, soft breath against my chest.
This job pays in purpose, in a deepened faith, and in utmost responsibility.
The compensation for being a mama is unimaginable love for and from a tiny person that’s so immense, it makes your heart turn inside out.
So when my husband put into words how big the job is and that he recognized the hard work I put into raising our baby, I immediately realized that it’s the absolute best work I’ve ever done. It’s all the best things about a job: challenging, exciting, rewarding, and ever-changing.
And I’d take her earth-moving smiles over a salary any day.
by grace & grit,
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