It's funny. I went to the doctor's office the other day and, as usual, I was filling out a form. I came upon the "Job Title" line. This always makes me pause. As a homeschooling WAHM, I have about 20 job titles I could list and that doesn't even include my actual title as a businesswoman. I never really think about all the things I do during my week. Mostly, because I'm too busy to actually STOP and think. I think almost all stay-at-home and work-at-home moms know what I mean. It makes me crazy when people assume that just because I don't drive to a separate office for work every day, I am sitting on my butt eating bon-bons or something. I wish.
So, what is my job description? I could write that I'm CEO of Bizzy Fizz Bath Treats and leave it at that. I do, sometimes. There have been times though that I admit I have been a little...irritated...and I've written, "Jack-Of-All-Trades", "You Name It, I Do It", or "Rule The World". I admit, I'm a little snarky sometimes. Someone actually suggested I write "Homemaker" once. I almost took off my heel and beat them with it. HOMEMAKER? I don't think so, princess. That doesn't even cover a quarter of what I do, and besides that, are we living in 1950? Seriously, if I got a paycheck for everything I do, I would be the richest woman on the planet.
I actually don't think I've EVER actually looked at every job I have and listed it out. I think it's too overwhelming. I had surgery recently and I was in bed for a week. My husband had to take over everything. I don't think I've ever seen the guy so tired, frustrated, and ready to bolt, in my entire life. I have to admit it was NICE. He would start to vent about the day and I would just smile and say, "Yep". He was finally...FINALLY...getting a little taste of it. I think that he understands a tiny bit better why sometimes I get that crazed over look in my eyes when he walks in the door and I run screaming, keys in hand, ready to go out and...get groceries. BY MYSELF. Yes, folks. That is the highlight of my week. Grabbing a grocery cart and slowly walking down the isles and smiling as I see other moms and dads with kids in tow, arguing and bickering, and yet...here I am without a care because mine are arguing and bickering out of earshot and I am not there!!! Is that insane? Probably.
When my little one goes to bed (at 8PM...*sigh*...I'm so jealous) he will often ask if I can snuggle with him. I want to SO badly. Sometimes I do. But if I snuggle at all, I know I will never tick the other 35 things that need to be done before I go to bed off the list. After dinner, I normally disappear into the lab until midnight or so. Then I have to clean up. I get to bed normally around 1:00AM. Due to the fact I am a completely type A personality, I cannot sleep right away because I am thinking of all the things I need to do the next day. So I grab my Kindle and read. I make myself turn it off around 2:00AM and try to get some sleep. Then 6:30AM comes all too soon, and we start the cycle all over again. I spend every day working on about 4 hours of sleep. That's just the way it is.
So, when it comes to that little "Job Title" line, it's not so easy for me. I could put down so many things. Maybe I'll just stick with my current title:
Rockstar Mom of the Year.