Social media is ripe with complaining. It just seems to breed whine. I have seen so many stay at home mamas complaining about their husbands lately and this is a wifely trait that I’ve never understood.
I know that the stay at home life isn’t easy. That’s a given. You work all day and little people certainly don’t appreciate the clean toilet or the fresh laundry (unless somethings still in the washer…then they notice!), more often than not someone turns his nose at the hot meal you put on the dinner table, and heaven forbid you choose to use the bathroom when he’s just ready to dictate every. single. detail. of the Harry Potter book his is reading.
I think every stay at home mama is jealous of her husband’s job at some point. We hear about a lunch in a restaurant and NO ONE SPILLED HIS MILK or the coffee with co-workers in which not a one asked him to take him potty. Oh the joy!
But do we ever stop to think that the reason we can stay home with these sweet, sticky, noisy babies is because he works so hard? Yesterday, it was pouring rain when Andrew left for work. He’d already fixed my coffee, fed all of the animals, and helped kids get ready for school. He ran through the rain to his car and had an hours drive ahead of him before he got to his meeting.
I was still in my jammies, hot coffee in hand.
It must be stressful to have the weight of the financial success of an entire household of people on your own shoulders. It must be stressful to work all day and then come home to a wife who complains about the stay-at-home day you’ve gifted her. I’m not saying don’t share your troubles. It’s a hard gig! But maybe we could all curb the whining? Just a bit.
Gratefulness breeds joy. And I’m betting most of us don’t take the time to say thank you to the man who leaves his home every morning, so we can stay.