After careful consideration, countless emails, conversation with friends, phone calls, talks with my husband, tears, reworking the budget 100 times (and still having it not make sense or add up), and LOTS of prayer, we’ve decided that me staying home is what is best for our family.
I couldn’t be more excited to start my new endeavor…but to tell you it doesn’t come with some bittersweet sentiment would be a lie. I’ve worked as a counselor and case manager since I graduated from college. I moved from my beloved college town of Corvallis to Portland take my first “real job”. I’ve worked with some of the most needy folks in our society, in some of the most destitute places (under bridges, in seedy rodent/roach infested apartments, jails, the street, homeless shelters, with drug dealers, with people actively using drugs, people who are actively psychotic, people who are suicidal, people who are detoxing from drugs and alcohol, people who are buying drugs, people who are high……) and have seen, done, and heard things during my short-lived career that you probably wouldn’t believe even if I tried to tell you about them. I’ve grown as a clinician because of the incredible people and places I’ve worked and most importantly grown as a human being. The work I’ve done is work I’m proud of; work I believe in. When I think about my career over the past 8 years I’m left feeling content and satisfied. I know there will be a time when my life as a stay at home mom will outlive my social work career but I have confidence that when I look back to see where I’ve come, and look at the work I’ve done, I’ll find gratification in the time I’ve spent working with and helping others.
Alas, the time has come for a change; where I continue to find myself longing to be home with my son and gaining a diminishing passion for a career I once found so much identity in. Dropping him off day after day somewhere he’s spending hours away from me learning and playing and growing and not having a hand in that time is something that doesn’t sit right with ME.
One of the lessons I’ve learned, thanks to my honest friends (most of whom are strong career women pulling double duty and working out of the home aside from the work they do as mothers) is that the only way to make our decision as a couple is to do it based on what’s right for our family.
And so, with unending respect, admiration, and gratitude, I say cheers!
Cheers to them…to you who are responsible for talking to me honestly, many times telling me things I didn’t necessarily want to hear and sharing your stories, thoughts, and experiences. Thank you for your fearless honesty.
Cheers to me…to us and our sweet family…to the changes we are about to embark on.
Cheers to June 1st my last official day of out of the home employment. To a career I take pride in and to work which I feel has been invaluable to shaping who I have become as a woman and mother.
Cheers to my son…who has forever changed me…and most importantly to my loving and supportive husband…here we go…On to the next!