To Start...

There is so much controversy about choosing to be a "house wife". There are stigmas held over house wives as well as positive credits to house wives. Everyone seems to be unsure of how exactly they feel about it... Well this blog is not about how everyone feels about it. It's not going to map out the many ways a house wife is working more than the average full time employee and it certainly won't glorify the odd jobs/errands/general things involved. No, this blog is simply about the situations I have found myself in as well as how I have felt about them (and likely so have most of my fellow HW's) and some cheats/shortcuts to making the odd jobs/errands/general things involved much simpler.

In case you were wondering about my street cred.... hmm, well I have none, BUT, I have been a house wife (or HW for short) and stay at home mom (or SHM) to two little ones for about 2 years. It's not a lot of time but I have figured out that in order to make it big in this business you have to be a fast learner. I am also a military spouse *yey for stereotypes*.

I started this blog because of Facebook... (say what?!)
Yes, Facebook. There are tons of FB pages/support groups created for millions of different purposes, the ones I became interested in were for SHM's and HW's, specifically military spouses. Progressively I discovered that there are a lot of women who post to those pages who fully and unforgiving-ly live up to the stigmas attached to not only SHM's but military spouses in general. Even more so the women can be so unsupportive of each other. So basically the biggest reason I wanted to start this blog is because there are so many things we all think but are too scared/guilty/any other adjective to say and I have every intention of saying them.

Now, for my first post in this blog let's talk mildly about our role in the home. I recently became "un-pregnant" with our beautiful second daughter Lela and boy has my world flipped upside down. Not simply because I am now taking care of 3 babies (husband included) but because of how quickly my husband, Kenny, re-assumed his role of the ever lazy stereotype associated with the "bread winner" of the family. Man, before when I was big and wobbly, like a penguin but less cute, Kenny was ON IT! Never did I ever have to ask him to take out the trash and he even did the dishes every now and then. *bliss* But as soon as this child was out of my body and into our arms it was as if in his eyes I was now capable of doing anything and everything again. Lesson? Enjoy it while it lasts. At first I was angry. Why should I have to do everything...and I mean EVERYTHING?! Now I realize that it is just way easier, faster, and overall more efficient to just do...everything; I am like the Chuck Norris of unemployed Americans. But not just me, most SHM's/HW's are! I don't know about other people but Kenny is the type of husband that needs a detail by detail list...hm, no, Power Point presentation when being instructed to do annnnnything. I mean he has asked me (on several occasions) how much water to put in the pot for boiling eggs......................
I love him very much, but, bless his little heart.
 I have to admit it is exhausting making 3 square meals a day (not including snacks), socializing your children through the excrutiatingly awkward world of playdates, keeping your house generally livable, attempting (however feebly) to look somewhat presentable, and chauffeuring to all appointments/necessary shopping...to name a few things. Sometimes it's not worth it. Sometimes it feels like I am a servant to a house of selfish, ungrateful, lunatics whose only purpose in life is to give me things to clean; but when it doesn't feel like that, it feels pretty damn awesome to know that I am the key factor that keeps this household functioning. Like I said, Chuck Norris....

*stay tuned*