i took a moment this afternoon and sat on addies bed with callie. addie was at school. i listened to callie read me story after story in her helium voice. i felt bumps happening from inside my belly. the light coming in from the window was so pretty and heart warming. my thoughts drifted, i thought about how grateful i am that i am able to stay at home with my children, and that i don't have to go to work, and that i have a desire to stay home. on the radio the other morning they were talking about women and how they are taking over the work force. they had at one point mentioned they believe men should stay home and maybe that's how it was supposed to be all along, women working, men staying home. it made me so sad. it made me take more pride in saying "I'm a mom, i stay at home with my children". its not easy, emotionally or physically, it is stressful, it makes you go bonkers some days, and most of the time you don't get recognition or people telling you that you are doing a good job. but i cant imagine doing anything else (even on the days when i feel so inadequate and wonder why in the world i was even allowed to have children). i am a mother. that's what i "do". and I'm so happy. i really am.