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Betty makes me think Betty Crocker, Betty Draper, maybe even Betty Rubble. She runs the house, probably bakes pies with a homemade crust while her baby naps, sews and crafts, dresses sexy for a night out with her husband - she's doing it all (certainly some better than others, Ms. Draper).
So what does that have to do with me? About eight months ago I decided to quit my part-time job and become a stay-at-home mom. I nannied in a previous life so I thought being home with our daughter would be easy for me. The reality? It's the hardest thing I've ever done and I know it's cliche to even say that. What I've figured out in my brief time as a mom, is that being a parent is just hard. Whether you work full-time, part-time or stay-at-home it's exhausting.
The most challenging part for me is that staying at home means I need to be a tiny bit more domestic. And truth be told, I'm really not. In my head I want to bake those cookies from scratch, arrange fresh flowers in beautiful Anthropologie vases, but the reality of whipping up dinner while my 21- month-old sleeps for an hour and a half is just not something I find particularly easy, or interesting. I really just want to nap, or watch that last episode of "The Affair" and try to wrap my head around if Allison and Noah will make a go of it OR just have a moment to sit in a quiet room without a crazy tiny person shouting "Mommy" every ten seconds. The problem with this is that Jeff and I just bought a house and I need to rein it in on the takeout and get on the Dave Ramsey plan ASAP.
So, I'm chronicling my journey to be an executive wife -- run the household, manage bills, stick to a budget, become a culinary goddess, make our home beautiful, be sexy for myself and my husband, find a creative outlet that fulfills me, still see my girlfriends, have conversations that don't begin and end with Amelia, raise our child and actually like it.
