Why do we always want what other’s have? The grass is always greener on the other side, right?
I was born with crazy curly hair, but after straightening it to death, I now have flat wavy hair. Now I want my curls back!!
I mentioned in an earlier post about my struggle with envy.
I was (and kind of still am) jealous of my husband’s job.
He can enjoy coffee on his way to work in peace while it’s still warm!
He also has adult conversations and a specific purpose at work.
Did I mention that his office pretty much looks like a carnival with ball pits, sand bag tosses, and more??
I am embarrassed to say that I allowed myself to throw a pity party. I let myself think that I had it harder than him.
After all, he does have multiple breaks throughout the day, a one hour lunch break, a peaceful two hour drive (there and back) to chill and listen to the radio, and he goes to the bathroom in peace! I started to compare our days, and in my head, my day seemed harder.
Thankfully, without realizing it, my best friend showed me the struggles working wives and moms experience. I realized it isn’t as easy as I allowed myself to believe.
There is a lot of stress, pressure, and regular annoyances that comes with working that I don’t have to deal with at home.
I envied my husbands job but..
the truth is his responsibilities aren’t necessarily easier than mine, they are just different.
On the same day that I threw my pity party thinking no one had it harder than I did, or that no one was more tired than I was, I took my son to a children’s museum and got to see his joy as he played.
Then we had lunch together at Chick-fil-A, a dance party in the living room, and lots of laughter and cuddles before his nap.
Even though I had mom/wife duties to attend to, I got to watch two episodes of Friends in the middle of the day while I worked on school and folded laundry.
I am not trying to discredit stay-at-home moms because raising a child or children is by far the hardest work there is…I just want everyone to stop comparing their life to someone else’s, and start appreciating what they have and the season they are in.
My son will eventually grow up and my job as a SAHM will come to an end. But right now, this is my sleep-deprived season. I will get sleep one day 😉