I’ve been a stay-at-home mom since my kids were born. As the kids are getting older, before the pandemic I was thinking and getting excited about the possibility of working outside the home. I’d been eyeing the job boards, and thinking about the paycheck. What would I do? Wouldn’t it be nice? I thought about the new work clothes I’d need too. People kept asking me when I was going back to work, especially since I had also been told many times that I was wasting my degree staying at home.
Then, one day when I got home from picking up my son from school, he fell and “bonked” his head. The poor little guy was crying and I swooped down and scooped him up. He wrapped his little arms around my neck and stopped crying immediately.
It occurred to me that no one else on this planet could have calmed him down as fast as I did. No one. Not even my husband. I made lunch for him and as we were eating, he asked, “Mommy, were you the first person I saw?” I said “Yes, I was.” And then he asked me, “Is that why I love you so much?”
That is my paycheck. Nothing on this earth could be more rewarding than this.
Julie
Mommy, Were You the First Person I Saw?