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Being A Homemaker Can Be The Most Thankless Job In The World

Once a week, as I’m scrubbing the shower grout with a special brush specifically for grout (being neurotic as I am I found a grout brush), I wonder if anyone notices what I’€m doing, or cares. The shower, if I were gone that is, would have mildew and mold. Would anyone notice and then decide to clean it? And if they did try to clean it, would they know that only bleach could remove the mold? And that if they let it go without cleaning for more than a few weeks, it would build up again?

Many times through many years, I would be scrubbing or cleaning something, and my husband would come in and say, that isn’€t important right now, we need to do this instead.€ All the tasks I do to maintain a good house and healthy kids is important. Instead of a €thanks for doing the laundry today honey,€ I get a that laundry is already clean, you’re just wasting time folding it now. Yet, if I don’€t do it, no one else will.

What Do Stay-At-Home Moms Do All Day?

If anyone wonders about these two following questions, I’ve got the answers to them.

#1€“ – Do moms just sit around eating bon bons and watch soap operas all day? NO (I don’€t know what bon bons are, and I think I watch around 30 min. -€“ 1 hour or TV per week).

#2 – What DO moms do all day when they stay home? Well here is a handy list that I’ve taken the effort to write out so everyone can understand clearly what we do all day.


I just thought of a few more things I forgot to add on this list. Oh well.

Of course, I will get a lot of flak from writing this instead of all the thank yous I should be getting/expecting/will never receive. And a lot of technicalities that I don’€t give two craps about. Like, how my husband will probably think more of these tasks should say €split€ instead of my taking full credit for them. We do try to split things as close to 50/50 as possible. Wiping the countertop or filling the dishwasher once every two weeks, however, doesn’t count as 50% of the work.

Getting A Thank You

I’€m not going to go overboard and call myself CEO of my own house with multiple jobs descriptions like chauffeur, chef, nanny, teacher, etc. and say what I do is worth over 100k a year. I just want a damn thank you once in awhile. I agreed to stay at home while the kids are babies/toddlers and I keep things running as smoothly as possible. I’d prefer that, instead of being looked at as someone who is worthless. The tasks around the house appear to be pointless in their eyes. It would be terrific to get some appreciation.

My father recently went on a tangent about how women shouldn’€t be allowed to curse and that only men are allowed to. So I’€ve been throwing around curse words a lot more often for some reason. But at least I made it classy on the blog by using an asterisk.

Doing The Jobs Nobody Wants To Do

Picture fragile, tiny baby fingernails. Who clips those things when they become daggers, doing so with the utmost precision like a brain surgeon to avoid chopping off the baby’€s skin? Well, I have. No one else (including spouse and family members) have ever attempted to do so. I have cut my kids fingernails for almost 4 years now. Nobody else has the balls to even try to (they claim their eyes aren’€t as good as they used to be, or simply just don’t want to€ or €don’€t like it.€ I wish I could use excuses like that for everything I need to do around here. I wish I could just say I don’€t like doing that€ and just never do it. It would be SO EASY if tasks were just options and not necessities.

There are so many things I do because they just need to be done. It’€s not like I ENJOY scrubbing toilets. I do it because it’s dirty. Of course I don’€t like doing it. Who does?

I don’€t stay at home because I love doing everything that needs to be done here. I do it because I think it’€s the best thing for our family for now. Finishing these tasks are a necessity. I wish others treated these tasks the same way too.

Doing So Much Is Exhausting

If anyone out there reading has multiple kids, you know how exhausting it is to get two kids ready in the morning, brushing teeth, hair, changing clothes, using the potty, changing diapers, feeding breakfast, packing the diaper bag, lugging them to the car, strapping them into car seats, driving to your destination with them whining/crying, staying at your destination for the allotted time before they get too tired and have meltdowns or are hungry, lug/carry them to your parked car, and drive home.

We Are Not Martyrs

And why do I do it? I don’t do it because I’m a martyr. I hate the way people throw that name around so freely anytime a mother (spouse) does anything for her (their) children. The kids need to get out, to socialize, to run errands in public and learn how to behave in the outside world. I also do it to save our sanity, so we aren’€t cooped up inside our house. I do it to get their energy out so hopefully they sleep better at night. There are many, many days where I just want to lay on the couch and do nothing. I hate going out in public most of the time. I do it because it’€s good for them, whether I like to or not. Telling others how much I do, and how I just want a thank you or to be appreciated, it comes out sounding whining, nagging, or being a martyr. That isn’t fair to spouses who stay at home. Calling someone a martyr is a way to try to shut someone up so you don’t have to appreciate them. To make them feel embarrassed, ashamed, or stupid in demanding appreciation. I hear so many spouses afraid of demanding appreciation because they don’€t want to come off as that type of person. But people deserve respect and should receive it.

Dreaming About Getting Recognition

I feel like this is why so many spouses (I’€m saying spouses now instead of moms) daydream of just abandoning their family, hop in their car and drive far, far away to start a new life. Of course, we don’€t really do it, but we’€ve all daydreamed about it. I daydream about my drive, radio blasting, hair blowing in wind (because I suddenly own a convertible), thinking to myself, once the house is a mess, and no one knows how to cook, clean, run errands, or pick up a toilet brush for years at a time, they’€ll be sad that I’m gone, I’€ll say bitterly, followed by a maniacal laugh.

Actually Getting Recognition

One day I imagine one of my daughters, or my husband to ask me how I get the tub or shower to sparkle so much, and ask me what kind of cleaner I use. Then I will finally see that they recognized all the hard work I did for all those years. Recognition. Respect. Appreciation. Maybe even an award for doing all the thankless tasks around the house, made with yogurt lids, glitter and glue.

1 thought on “Homemaker”

  • Candy, sorry, it will probably never happen. Worse, unless you continue to force yourself to get out and socialize when the kids are little, you risk losing confidence in your ability to interact in social settings. I stayed at home to support my husband in his job and my daughter in her school activities. Believe it or not, you become more of a slave to your children as they grow up and start participating in sports, music, theatre, various intellectual competitions, school trips, sleep-overs, etc.!

    Sometimes even now, 40 years later, I feel resentment for having let MYSELF be the least important member of the family. My advice is to take time now to nurture yourself: continue growing, maintain friendships, hone professional skills. Claim at least a couple of hours each week to remind yourself (and your husband!) that you are worthy.

    Oh, and if you haven’t done so, thank your mom. 🙂

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