Sunday, September 16, 2012
Today, a Sunday of all days this year, we celebrate Working Parents. It's another one of those unique holidays shared today with National Cinnamon Raisin Bread Day, National Play Doh Day and Step Family Day, among others.
Like most working parents, I have a full plate and display a lot of patience--most of the time, anyway. Though I work p/t, I'm still busy at my job outside the home three days a week and then I come home and start my second job--being a mom.
It wasn't in the original plans. After marriage I was going to be the one to stay home and raise our family. But the economy and circumstances of unemployment when our only son was just 9 months old forced me to return to the workforce.
It's not too bad at all! I'm blessed to work at a great location, with flexible scheduling and decent pay. It's also a job with a definite purpose. Not everyone can say that about their job.
Sometimes I just wish I was given a genie in a bottle to grant my three wishes: day of pampering at a spa with regular frequency, keep my home ship shape clean FOREVER, and freedom to do more family things. Is that to much to ask?