Mother's Yay

At times I've felt defensive about my decision to be a stay at home mom.  In society's eyes, it's just about the most un-glamourous job you can have.  I mean, I get it.  I've got designated t-shirts for when the chances that I'm going to be used as a human Kleenex are high.  

It's certainly an under appreciated job, too.  My baby screams at me several times a day for changing her diaper, like I'm just doing it to be a jerk.  "I'm the one who should be crying!  This is disgusting!" <-- That's what I want to say.  Sometimes I do say it.

But the defensive feeling has never been planted by my kids or by Roy; it comes from a weird, uncontrollable fear of what other people, nay, strangers think of me.  You know, the acquaintances you "follow" but don't actually have a personal relationship with.  There are people who treat SAHMs like martyrs--like we've given up some amazing alternate life for the sake of being home with ungrateful, runny-nosed children.

Guess what?  There is no other life I would rather have.  This is exactly where I want to be, and not just for the sake of my family but for my own sake!  Motherhood is my JAM, people!  Maybe some people can't wrap their heads around that, and that's okay.  Because personally I can't see the appeal in crunching numbers all day.  I've never enjoyed or been particularly good at math, so being an accountant has always seemed like an awful, terrible job.  Terr.i.ble.  So if that's how you feel about staying home with kids all day, I get it.  I'm not going to let that defensive feeling drag me down anymore.  I'm not super good at math, you're not super good at kids, but we can both be the happiest, most fulfilled people imaginable.  

Right?  You do you, I'll do me, and we are all awesome humans.

This stay at home mom thoroughly enjoyed Mother's Day this year.  Camden had a "Mommy's Tea Party" at his preschool, complete with a cute little singing program.  He had been asking all year {since the Daddy Night in September} when I was going to be able to come to his preschool for my special day.  It was great to have some time to focus on just him for a while.

This was Camden's contribution to the book where each kid drew a picture of his/her mom and talked about her.  Camden isn't one for artistic embellishment {we can rarely get him to pick up a crayon}, but he would never leave out mention of food - haha!  There's probably groceries in the "store bag".

In preparation for Mother's Day, I'm sure of it, Hallie became incredibly snuggly.  Whenever I ask for snuggles she drops whatever she is doing and does this:

I'm so in love with both of these kids and am so grateful that they're mine.  Hallie has been very into filling up cups or bowls with small objects, like these sea creatures.  She's also standing on her own more confidently every day.

Mother's Day morning Camden helped Roy make breakfast for me.  They woke me up at 6:30 to eat... woke me up at 6:30 in the AM... but it's the thought that counts from my early birds.  Oh, and Camden let me know that Mother's Day doubles as Rock Day in the Buckmaster house.  Apparently it's a lot like Easter, except Camden hides huge rocks around the yard that he's decorated with chalk.

Now for a few things I'm loving lately:

Book club is fun!  Last time we played Truth or Dare Jenga, and I don't think I've laughed so hard with these friends.  There was a chicken dance on Facebook Live, howling at the moon, a mayonnaise eyebrow treatment, and lots of interesting information, ha!

We had a garage sale one weekend and Camden and his friend, Jude, sold doughnuts... donuts?  Whatever it was, it was sugary and ended up mostly in their stomachs.  But they sure were the cutest tiny salesmen I ever did see.  As soon as someone reached the end of our driveway they would shout, "Do you want a donut?"  After a while they got distracted playing with toys, but would still occasionally leap to their post to offer newcomers donuts.

Also loving this pair loving their itty bitty rides.

And finally, Camden playing T-ball.  Cuz I'm not sure it gets much cuter than a 4-year-old in catcher's gear.

Happy Mother's Day to all the aunts, grandmas, teachers, and friends who influence my children for good.  We love you, and you are so important to us!

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