I did it.
Last Friday, I officially handed in my notice and will be joining the ranks of stay-at-home moms (with the exception of night classes) when our oldest starts school in August.
I'm equal parts thrilled and terrified.
I left the teaching profession at the end of last school year so that I could spend more time with our family, but our finances still necessitated at least part-time work on my end. My ultimate goal was to spend the kids' "little years" at home, and my husband's recent job promotion will allow me to do just that.
Obviously, I won't arrive at the end of my life and wish that I had spent more time working. However, the "terrified" part of me wonders if I will miss having an outlet for a few hours every day. I worry about money. I'm intimidated by other SAHMs, who appear to do all the things with all the kids and stay perfectly put-together in the meantime. Will I fit in? Will I be fun? Will I share the "right" opinions with other mommas? (Lord knows moms are never short on opinions.)
The "thrilled" part of me has been reminding the terrified part that I can do hard things, that I am bigger than my fears. God gave my girls to me, and I have the unique opportunity to shape their hearts and minds like no one else can.
Above the other feelings, I am free. For the first time in years, I'm free to say "yes" to all kinds of opportunities that a job outside the home never allowed. At least for one year before I start my dental hygiene program, I get to live this dream that I've had since I was my daughter's age.
I've been wanting to say this for a long time: I am one of the lucky few. I am a stay-at-home mom.
Stay tuned for our next adventure(s). Big things ahead for Team Fenrick. :)