There are so many joys to being a stay at home mother. At just 19 months old, my Andrew can say his ABCs all the way up to "D"--he can count up to 10 and he can almost write his name.  He's a great pretend reader. He knows all his colors too.  He gets one-on-one attention from his mommy and we have a wonderful bond that I know we wouldn't have if I worked all day long and only saw him after I got off from work at 6:30 p.m.!

Nobody has to tell me that my son said the word "refrigerator" today, because I heard him say it  myself.  I just enjoy being home with him and the freedom it gives us to raise him the way we want him to be raised and instill the values we want him to have!

But...........

I got 10 years worth of college that is going down the drain man.  The other day, I was so frustrated y'all. I'm changing Andrew's diaper and he's kicking his legs--chocolate cake batter going all over the place. Before it's all said and done, he's knee deep in triple chocolate cake batter and I'm elbow deep in it my damn self.  I'm sweating and frustrated and crying--Andrew is laughing and singing. 

I just look up to heaven and cry out "Lord, I ain't go to college for 10 years to get a 4 year degree to change diapers!"  Not one college class in the school of communications prepared me for this.  And I'm paying hundreds of dollars a month in student loans--for classes that have nothing to do with my new profession: stay at home mother.  Hell, I could have saved all that money I spent on college; hell, I could have left high school in 11th grade and got a GED.