Confessions of a SAHW

The other day, while out to lunch with my parents and my MIL, we broached the topic of staying home. My MIL also stays home and has a husband who travels for weeks and months at a time. I adore my in-laws and love knowing that they would do anything for us, but I could never keep up with the expectations of my FIL. And I would never attempt to. I would simply work.

However, while on this subject, I came up with 

Confession #2 of a Stay at Home Wife:

Had I married anyone other than my sweet B, I don't think I could be a SAHW. 

People often ask me if I feel guilty for not contributing to the household income or if I feel that I wasted my college degree. The fact is, I do, sometimes. But the greater fact remains that I have a husband who would support me in any direction I choose. I know that he prefers me to stay home, but if I were to say, "B, I got a job," he would be happy for me.

He is never demanding.

I love taking care of him.

I look at others, friend, family, past boyfriends, and I know that I would never take the time to start dinner at noon because I want it to be perfect. Or to iron their shorts (yep, I iron dear husband's shorts).

I have days where I do nothing but go to the gym. Or swim. And he says nothing. 

Then I have days where I spend hours cleaning and he walks in the door and raves about what  a great wife I am. I love taking care of a man who appreciates everything that I do. No matter how big or small.

Yesterday, B and I were talking about magazine subscriptions and I actually told him I wanted to cancel my subscriptions to get a new subscription to Country Living. 

Yes, I do take my role as a SAHW quite seriously.

Confessions of a SAHW

"What do you do all day?"

What? You don't enjoy cleaning?

This is a question I get asked a lot, by a lot of people. I also get the very snarky, "Must be nice." Well, ya know what, it is nice!

Had you told me 5 or 6 years ago that I would be a stay at home wife with no babies, or perhaps, as the case is, a baby on the way, I probably would have laughed and then been instantly insulted. After all, I had a college degree and I knew exactly what I wanted to do.

Just over three years ago I married my handsome B and I quit my super exciting job working in communications for a mid-sized petrochemical company (note the sarcasm) in preparation of a move to the big city of Shreveport, La (again, sarcasm). Leaving Houston was not ideal but it made for a great way for dear husband and I to become completely debt free.

I was the only 24 year old I knew that had all of my student loans paid off. Nice.

And I always dress like her.

However, I digress big time!, it lasted about a month before I got really sulky and bored. I mean, you can only clean a 2-bedroom apartment so much. So, I became a nanny to the cutest little boy in west Houston until it came time for us to move and for me to work 6 days a week for a boss who had no clue what she was doing.

Fast forward to two years of working and writing later and here I am. Going on nearly nine months of being a stay at home wife. Yes, "working from home", but honestly, who am I kidding. I am a stay at home wife.

And damn proud of it.

So, I have decided to occasionally give you a little confession from a SAHW, dear readers, so that you can fully understand what it is that I really do all day.

Confession #1:

Some days I don't get out of my pajamas.

And then my sweet husband calls and I look like this....

I hurry to change, get cute, and then put my PJs back on after he sees me looking cute.

Don't hate.