You Were Born in the Wrong Generation

6 Nov

You Were Born in the Wrong Generation

After my senior year of high school, I made the decision that I wanted to graduate from college early and get a jump start on my career. I took a full credit load every semester and attended summer school to do just that. There was even one semester that I took 18 credits, ran track, was a nanny on Mondays, worked as a lifeguard Tuesday and Thursday nights, and picked up shifts as a waitress on the weekends. Needless to say, I worked my butt off and was determined to achieve what I set out to accomplish.

And I did just that. Only God had a completely different path in mind for me.

 I did graduate a semester early.  December 17th, 2009. I then married Bryan three days later on December 20th, 2009. By January 1st, my car was packed and we were on our way to start our life at Ft. Drum, NY. Bryan had already been there since July of ’09 and now that we were married, and I had finished college, I could officially follow in his footsteps.

And so began my career as…an Army Wife.

Upon moving to Ft. Drum, Bryan and I decided that there really wasn’t any point in me trying to find a job. He was going to deploy in March of that year and I was going to go back to Colorado for the year that he was away. For those of you who read my blog during those first few months of marriage/living in Dexter, NY, you will agree that moving back to Colorado during the deployment was a good decision at the time.

When I returned to Colorado, I got a job right away. As a matter of fact, I was offered an interview the very day that Bryan deployed. I was lucky. I knew that this job was not going to be one that I would eventually retire from; it was one to fill the time during the year that Bryan was away. And it did just that.

In February  of 2010, I left Colorado and headed BACK to Ft. Drum where I anxiously waited for my husband to redeploy. Again, we didn’t know how long we would be at Ft. Drum, and honestly, the job market in Watertown, NY isn’t that big. Thus, I became a stay-at-home wife.

 And I loved it.

I was able to become the FRG leader for C Co. I joined Camaraderie of Courage and really jumped into learning about life as an Army Wife.

By October of 2010, we were already moving again to Ft. Benning, GA. I had ambitions to get a temporary job there, something to fill the time while Bryan was attending Career Course. Again, God had other plans. By December I was pregnant and by January I couldn’t make it much further than the bathroom door. My first trimester was rough and I was thankful to be able to stay at home and puke in peace.

It is here that I realized that maybe I was born in the wrong generation. I have since upgraded from stay-at-home wife, to stay-at-home mom. Again, I love it. If you had asked me in December of ’09 if I would be ok with  A.) Not having a career (not just a job) and B.) Being a stay-at-home mom, I would have told you, “No!” But that’s the funny thing about life. Once you learn to let go and stop fighting God over what you selfishly think you should do and allow Him to take control over what you were meant to do, you find peace with the path you are meant to be on.

I constantly have people (outside of the Army world) asking me if it ever gets boring staying at home. Or people flat out telling me, “I don’t know how you do it; I can’t stand just sitting at home all day.”

At first, out of habit, I would chime in and AGREE with what they were saying, even though I had come to peace with the complete opposite.

And for those who ever questioned this lifestyle, I just want to set the record straight. This is 2012, going on 2013. And just because I am a “stay-at-home mom,” it doesn’t in fact mean that I literally do nothing but STAY…at home. If that were the case, my dear friends and family should probably be contacting authorities for spousal abuse. Just sayin’….

So no, I do not just stay at my house all day long twiddling my thumbs in boredom. And when I was a stay-at-home wife, I also had plenty of things to do to fill my time. And I feel soo lucky that I am able to live the life that I do live. I have been able to attend “coffees,” and meet up with friends for lunch. I am able to attend promotions and graduations and family organization days. I have learned how to cook and thoroughly enjoy trying out new recipes. I LOVE that I am home when my husband comes home. And even though I loathe laundry…I do in fact, enjoy having a clean house.

So maybe I was born in the wrong generation. Maybe I should be wearing me heels and pearls as I vacuum my house. But at the end of the day, yes, I DO enjoy being able to be a stay-at-home wife/mom. And I DO feel lucky that we can afford to do just that.

So the next time someone asks me, or any other Army Wife or stay-at-home mom if they are bored just “staying at home,” I hope they have the courage to say, “no.” I really do feel fortunate. I actually enjoy my days “at home.”

And just for the record…I am far less bored being a stay-at-home mom than I was when I had a “real” job. And I know I am not the only one who feels that way about work 😉 So please, keep that in mind if you ever feel compelled to question a stay-at-home mom…you might be preaching to your own choir 😉

PS…8 weeks post-partum…maybe I should try vacuuming in heels and pearls 😉 Hey hey hey!


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