Deep down, I always had a hunch that if I could, I would want to be a stay-at-home mom when my children were small.  I met Mr. Confetti, fell in love, and as we broached the discussions of marriage and family, he was comfortable with whatever I decided I wanted to do once we started a family.

Fast forward a few years, through newlywed bliss and nine months of pregnancy.  Mid-way through my pregnancy, the prospect of stay-at-home motherhood became more and more real, as I informed my employer that I wouldn’t be returning after Little C was born. I would tease Mr. Confetti as we counted down until my due date that I was counting down to my retirement.

Retirement?  I think not.

Little C was born, and within a few days, Mr. Confetti was back to work.  A few days after that, Grandma Confetti headed back to Ohio, and Little C and I were left on our own to enjoy my “retirement.”  My retirement where I didn’t sleep more than three hours in a row for three months.  My retirement where I spent more time stressing about my child’s sleep schedule and feeding routine than I ever did worrying about any project for my any job I had ever had.

Stay-at-home parenthood is nothing like retirement, even though I no longer wear Express Editor Pants every day, no one writes me a performance review to be kept on file, and I don’t abide by the eight to five lifestyle from my working days.  My current job doesn’t come with paid vacation, sick days or monthly happy hours with colleagues.

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The benefits in my new role are abundant, although they are more difficult to list in a formal benefits package.  Slobbery kisses and smiles from across the room.  Knowing all of Little C’s favorite things. Knowing exactly how to calm him down when he bursts into tears. Witnessing every momentous achievement and more.  While the benefits are not unique to stay-at-home motherhood, they are what keep me sane through the diaper explosions, the meltdowns and the Groundhog Day feeling that comes with living with the same nap schedule and activities, 24/7/365.

I feel so lucky that I was afforded the opportunity to make the decision to stay home and be Little C’s primary caregiver.  My decision was inspired partially because where I live, the cost for quality child care is extremely high, and despite my love for my career in the nonprofit sector, I would essentially be paying to go to work; my income would not have covered the cost of Little C’s care.  Beyond the finances, I looked forward to watching Little C grow and change before my eyes and getting to witness each “first.”


Me and my new “boss””

I’m excited to start a series of blog posts about life as a stay-at-home mom.  The life of a stay-at-home parent can be an isolating one, and through sharing my experiences with the hive, I am hoping that other stay-at-home moms and dads can share their trials, tribulations, successes and tips for finding balance, maintaining presence, and getting through each day with a smile.

Stay-at-home parents, what are your greatest challenges?  Your favorite aspects of this new role at home?