If there is a theme that I would like to put forth it’s that I love being a stay at home dad. I love being the one home with the kids leading the craft time and cleaning up the crayons afterward. Overall I love it and I choose it again daily. That is not to say that things are sunshine and rainbows all the time though, far from it. There are times when I want to be anywhere but in that living room now covered with ash from the fire place because Segundo and The Charge decided to antique the furniture, carpet, basket of books, and what ever other previously clean item they could find. During those times I long for the relative ease of the off shore oil derrick where I worked the night shift pressure testing new welds, at least there after the 14 hour work day I got to take a helicopter back to the shore. Now the helicopters I come across are tiny toy ones that I step on and then fall over as I hope around on one foot like a bad sitcom dad.
There are little scenes that play out every week wherein I am pushed past my limits of patience and good sense and I want to explore less trying work like that job the dude had in the Hurt Locker, that doesn’t look so bad. Putting the boys down for naps and picking up the house and cleaning the kitchen only to see it all explode back into chaos when they wake up and before Beautiful comes home to see that I did do something today. I really did, you just missed it. I have started cleaning a room and then taking a picture of it with the time and date stamp turned on to prove that at one point today it was clean.
Those scenes only make up part of the story though and the story is a good one. One filled with scenes where Primo exclaims “This is really good soup daddy!” eating the chicken noodle soup I made from the turkey carcass from last night. The good outweighs the bad by a ton but sometimes it’s nice to dwell on the tough times a bit and admit that this job of raising and taking care of kids is hard. It is not for the feint of heart but it is rewarding at the end of the day. I like to tell Beautiful one or two things that the kids learned today, or said that was funny, or did for the first time. Primo wrote his name in letters that were all the same size and Segundo didn’t fall of any chairs or down any steps for the first time, it was a good day. That’s my story anyway.
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Great blog! As a stay at home mom, I can relate. I found you by Googling “fingerpaint playdate ideas”- too funny :0)
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gylcol Reply:
March 11th, 2010 at 11:02 am
That is awesome, I had a person come to the blog with the search “i seen those finger painting you bring” so finger painting is a hot topic these days.
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I love my SAHD position too. I didn’t at first, but then I learned what a dingus I was. I might have to steal the taking pictures of clean rooms idea.
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Our living room is clean twice a day. Before my son gets up and after he goes to bed. No matter how hard I try. It’s a tough gig, but it’s a rewarding one.
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