So, kid #1 was off from school yesterday (Parent Teacher Conferences), and that was fine, even though it meant no studio time for me.  I am fortunate enough to be a stay at home mom, after all.  Today, he is home sick, and I made the mistake of sighing as my husband left for work.  

"What does it matter? What do you do anyway?" he says.

Ummmm.. Music???????  Yeah, I know that doesn't qualify as much of anything in your eyes.  Sorry I didn't get my PhD, Dr. 

Dang it.  Hate days like this.

He doesn't mean to make me feel like a loser, but he just doesn't SEE sometimes.  Bleh.  Rant over.

Show him one of those photos when he gets home?

Hmmm. Good idea. :)

I'm sorry Jules.  That's tough.

being a stay home mom is a full time job on top of your music creation.  anyone who has done it knows that.  anyone who hasn't done it should for a while to know what it's like to walk in your shoes.

Sympathies Jules I do not know how I used to find time to go to work, now it is only when Mrs Wookiee has a rest in the pm that I get music time.  Even that is interrupted by regular checks on Mrs Wookiee and Trudy dog.

Thanks, Beags.  I know how great I have it, even while doing all the things that need to happen, and I don't know how others manage without someone staying at home... But MAN!  I tell you... Even though the kids are both in school for the majority of the day, I stick around to work in my studio, to work in the house, whatever, I'm here all day, all afternoon with the kids, making dinner, putting the kids to bed (this all by myself for half the week while he's teaching night class), blah blah blah... Then the weekend rolls around and I'm still HERE because everyone else needs some down time at home.  Gets pretty isolated feeling.  Like I don't exist outside of my house... Hence the music, I guess.  Must prove that I did SOMETHING!

On a happy note, my Soundcloud hit 1000 yesterday.  :)

My father in law calls me a "Kept *itch" because I don't have a job. And he doesn't mean it in a jovial manner. He's an a$$hole, no other way to describe him to be honest. The last thing he said to me before I cut ties with him was, "I don't need family, I have friends.". He's said a lot of $hit to me over the years that I let roll off my back, but at that point it boiled to a head and I was d - o - n - e.

My wife does it to me all the time, so did my father in law when I still spoke to him. I'm really glad she's gone this week ... she was getting on my nerves, which is what I have feared for some time now since she got a new job where she doesn't travel much anymore.

Sometimes people just don't get what their words can do ... It really hurts when someone throws that stuff in your face and I feel bad for you Julie.

And like Beagle said, what you do is every bit a job as someone who leaves the house every day from 8 ~ 5.

My good lady is a stay home mom (by choice) and I tell her that I could never be able to do 1/2 the things she does nor do it that well. Of course, we have 3 wittle ones under 6 and think it's a Blessing for MOM to actually bring up/guide/take part in our childrens lives. 

Sometimes (in my case most of the time), us men just blurt out things without the slightest thought or of the consequences and then generally learn to regret what we've said, but then again, our species are a work in progress. 


    

Wow, Bub.  That's awful.  At least I'm female and have history and Things like The Feminine Mystique behind me (meaning ony that there is tradition of womanly support).. Men at home is so much less conventional and lacking a feeling of sisterhood/brotherhood, I imagine. :(

Mesh


My good lady is a stay home mom (by choice) and I tell her that I could never be able to do 1/2 the things she does nor do it that well. Of course, we have 3 wittle ones under 6 and think it's a Blessing for MOM to actually bring up/guide/take part in our childrens lives. 

Sometimes (in my case most of the time), us men just blurt out things without the slightest thought or of the consequences and then generally learn to regret what we've said, but then again, our species are a work in progress. 


    

Generally speaking, he is supportive of my stay at home life-- in fact, as much as he would like to believe otherwise (he is very liberal on the ideas of equality, etc) he would like me to be even more Donna Reed-like, but that isn't who I am. I am to a point.  A very fine point.  I am more than happy to be super mom.  And I relish it when I get to make costumes, paint bedrooms, do creative things with the kids, etc (that's what I'm really good at), but I also have to have my own thing, too.  I see him off to work each day, and while I have no desire to rejoin a traditional workforce, I am jealous of his life outside.  I do miss that.  I feel like everything I do revolves around four walls and four people.  Pretty small.

He is extremely helpful... Loads the dishwasher after I've made dinner, he often does the laundry and vacuums for me, etc.  He is not a bum.




But yeah.  Insensitive sometimes.