It’s early morning. I am sitting outside on our patio. The morning is glorious. Taking a few moments to journal, read a meditation, gather myself for the day ahead. I hear my neighbors scurrying and bustling into their cars. Most heading off to work. I hear the traffic from the nearby road. The sounds of various size and models of vehicles traveling from one destination to the next. I used to be one of those people. Hustling into my uniform and out the door, coffee and breakfast in hand. Hurrying off to my job at the clinic.
Now my work is here at home. Where I choose to be. Where I am lucky enough to manage our home and those special people within. I get to be the heart of how “us” works. I am raising and educating a little human. “Though she be but little, she is fierce.” Our girl is a force. I have no doubt that she will change the world. She already has. This may be the greatest of most important contribution I make in my life. I think I am learning, finally, how to accept this wondrous gift. Not just accept but embrace- wholeheartedly. Putting to bed all the fear, insecurities and doubt that plagued my first few years. It’s alarming how much value one places on monetary compensation for a salary job rather than the soul compensation that comes along with helping a human grow and find their place. Guiding their way. Shifting the world. Butterfly effect.
Today, I feel alright about not bringing home a paycheck.
Today, I see and feel my value.
Today, acknowledging my worth creates space for a deeper, freer commitment to our home. No strings. No guilt. No flip-flopping, conjuring up potential careers and opportunities and side hustles.
Today, I don’t need that. In fact, I haven’t needed those strategies since our family made this shift. I was not ready to see that though.
Whatever my future may hold. Here is my now. They are my present appointment. I embrace this charge gratefully. Proudly, I own “Stay at home mama”. There is no shame in schooling and raising a human while captaining a home.
I give my all.