I present to you, several things to do alone:Ĭook yourself a meal. I think the commotion of interaction be it in person or online can rob us of these opportunities.īut I digress. But for what? Some of the most fulfilling moments can be had in solitude. Why do we try to avoid being alone? I know I do. (3) What about the kind of wife and mother I wanted to be? I’m not necessarily on track to achieve the personal goals i had in mind for either one of those roles and I’m not sure how to fix it. (2) I still don’t know what leaving the workforce would really do to my future earning potential (1) I don’t know if we could afford to be on one income again ![]() With our first baby on the way… all these things sit at the forefront of my mind and trouble me. Thats really not what I envisioned (or wanted) for myself especially as it relates to family. I feel like I have energy for work and work alone. Back then, it was a pleasure, and now, somedays it feels like a chore.Įnergy, I am always drained when I get home. I’m also not as fulfilled as I once was while I cooked meals. But not as healthfully as we did when I had both the time and energy to commit to meal preparation. Meals, an aspect of family life I value very much, are just not what they used to be. It also makes it possible for me to live a material lifestyle that was not available to me when we were a one income family.īut in everything it has afforded me, it has costs me also. Working full time has (whether for better or worse) given me a sense of purpose and afforded me a decent paycheck. I always wondered, because I don’t have a job am I worthless? valueless? useless? I struggled with that notion daily. I was extremely insecure about being a college grad from a prestigious school and choosing a lifestyle of homemaking. Unsure of whether I was setting myself up for a lifetime of unemployment, and being potentially unable to provide for myself should the need ever arise. I don’t miss the lack of security I felt for being unemployed. Many days the only human interaction I had was with my husband, who understandably, didn’t always come home wanting to talk for extensive amounts of time. I miss blogging about my day’s activities as a young woman discovering “housewifery” as a newly wed. ![]() I miss 10 am walks outside for exercise, sunlight, and fresh air. I miss watching terrible Bollywood movies from start to finish and enjoying every bit of it at two o clock in the afternoon once my work was finished. ![]() I miss the structure I created for myself that was designed to keep order in my home. Enjoying the way natural light fills a room instead of fluorescent bulbs. I miss the days when it was easier to appreciate the little things that happen every day in our lives. My house was exactly in order, and all the meals we ate were well prepared and never rushed. I miss my former life where I was generally stress free.
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