Posts Tagged ‘SAHM’

One Year Later…

by Carla

Tomorrow marks the one year anniversary of my totally shocking and 100% life changing (for the better) layoff. Move over “Dallas/Fort Worth Radio News Anchor, Carla”…make way for “Suburban Full Time Stay-At-Home-Mom, Carla”. It’s been the most amazing year of my life, hands down. I’ll never forget that day when I was comforting the husband, telling him everything was going to be alright. I always knew everything was going to be just fine.
 
There was a show on cable not that long ago called The Secret Life of a Soccer Mom (http://www.broadcastingcable.com/article/112475-TLC_Learns_The_Secret_Life_of_a_Soccer_Mom.php)
that really caught my attention. To be fair, I never actually saw an episode, just the promos for it, but it seemed like a pretty neat idea: The show “takes ordinary stay-at-home mothers and shows them what their lives could have been like had they pursued their careers instead of taking care of the family”. I pitched TLC my idea instead: You are the career woman (or as in my case, and the title of the book I’m working on: But I Don’t Want It All: Confessions of a Reluctant Career Woman Who Just Wanted To Be A Mom), until one day when you all of a sudden are the stay-at-home mom with zero experience. I thought it was a cute idea.
  
Over the course of the year, two things stand out for me: The craziest has been making lasting, meaningful friendships with other stay-at-home moms. I have met some wonderful women with great kids, but I have also run across one or two not so nice gals. I mean, I’m the outsider so I can’t say I blame them for being a little cautious, so I get it. The other major issue, of course, was learning to cook. On the bright side, that is coming along nicely. I marveled the other day that it only took me 30 minutes to whip up dinner and I never even thought twice about it. That would have taken 2 hours and lots of freaking out a year ago. Other than those two major items, life is so amazingly wonderful.
  
And now, for your reading pleasure, some background that sheds a little light on things: I spent the last 15 years perfecting the art of being “one of the guys” (not sure I ever needed to do that, but I thought I did). I worked alongside more men than women during the course of my career in a primarily male dominated field. Not just news, but RADIO news. Come on, what chick actually chooses to get into that? But I fell in love with it and love is blind. Well great, I can burp like one of the guys, listen to raunchy jokes with the guys, and so on and so forth (I can’t give it all away here!). And if anyone ever asks you to get into a bread eating contest with them and they’re the sports anchor with an inside track on this sort of thing, decline! Because 1) you cannot win and 2) you 100% cannot eat a piece of bread in less than a minute. You cannot.
 
Why do all those things? I never wanted to be seen as the weak little girl who couldn’t hold her own around the guys in the 5th largest market in the country so I rolled with it, honing my skills at being one of the guys while I honed my skills as a radio news producer, reporter and finally anchor.
 
Let me be the first to tell you that none of those skills has come in handy in the SAHM world…not yet, anyway. And sure, I know that owning up to the fact that a) I’m just now learning to cook, b) never handled my finances as well as I should have and that c) I’m now talking about it all…well I know that puts a big, fat target on my back. It’s ok, though. I cannot be anyone other than me. And I don’t want to be.
 
Like I said, I am so blessed to have good, solid friends in my life, but meeting other full-time moms since being laid off has been tricky, I won’t lie. Oh and did I mention that I tend to be shy? Yup. I can get on the air and anchor the news to who-knows-how-many people, but I clam up in a new group. I remember one mom who ”complimented” me (you know, the kind of compliment where you say “thank you” while digging the knife out of your back) on always looking so “put together”..and one of her girlfriends agreed, saying that I reminded her of her “unapproachable sister-in-law”. That was nice. : )
 
Ok, so you can’t win ‘em all, I get that. It did take me a little while to be accepted as “one of the guys” (at least I think I was accepted..who knows, though) and I’m guessing it might take a minute or two for me to be accepted as one of the girls as well.  : ) 
 
This past year has shown me that there is no limit to what a person can do, man or woman, as long as we believe we can do it. Don’t get me wrong, there have been rough patches…plenty of them, actually, but you just keep plowing forward, knowing that there is a greater plan for your life.
 
And so what if I’m just now learning a few new tricks! I continue to be the luckiest woman on earth. 
 
 
 
 

Posted by admin on December 11th, 2009 4 Comments

Wow. One!?

–by Carla
 
This time last year, I was praying that I wouldn’t have a Halloween baby. I was due on November 2nd, which is the husband’s birthday and that would have been super, just not a Halloween baby. As luck would have it, baby #2 hadn’t arrived and I was able to take my (then) 20-month-old trick-or-treating on what ended up being his last night as an only child. Talk about bitter-sweet.
 
021 
 
Dean was born less than 9 hours after this picture was taken. My baby boy turns 1 this weekend and as much as I cannot believe that, I also cannot believe that I survived the past year. Ok, that sounds maybe a little more dramatic than it needs to sound, but not by much. MAN what a year it’s been.
 
 1620
 
I mean, the little guy was literally 5 weeks old (and Big Brother was just 20 months old) when I was laid off from my Dallas radio news anchor job…and started my new life as a SAHM (Stay-At-Home-Mom), a job I had always wanted, just never quite like that. When I was laid off and baby Dean was just 5 weeks old, we all already knew about the recession. The economy had been falling apart for a few months. In fact, I remember being on maternity leave (early mat leave, at that) and thinking, “I’m going to lose my job”. Part of me knew it was coming. And when I got that phone call asking me to come into the office on the last day of my maternity leave, well I just knew.
 
Since I had always wanted to be a SAHM, you’re probably thinking, “Well, she got what she wanted, so what’s the big deal already?”. It’s a little more complicated. For the year and a half that I was a working mom with my first son, I woke up each and every day (at 2:30am, worked 8hrs, was back home to be “Mommy” for the next 8hrs because we didn’t do daycare) cursing everything and everyone. I hated the situation and I felt trapped and miserable and unable to get back on track. Not everyone agreed with my desire to stay home and raise a family. So for a solid year…one entire year…day in and day out…365 days…I woke up hating life and being very resentful of the situation. Now granted, I’m a big girl. I could have walked into my boss’s office and given my 2 week notice at any time but I was scared. I had no support for that. I honestly thought we would lose everything, like I was led to believe. So I sucked it up every single day, I sucked it up and tried my very best to be the very best radio news anchor I could be, trying with everything I had not to let the listener know how miserable I really was.
 
When we found out we were expecting our second son, I was thrilled beyond words and this time it was going to be different. I started to rewire my brain at that very instant. I didn’t want the next pregnancy and maternity leave and birth experience to be tainted by the same bitter feelings that overshadowed my previous pregnancy. So I said, “enough!”.
 
It took a lot of work to mentally retrain myself to become a working mom and enjoy life again. It was a process that took around 6 months. I didn’t want to waste another minute being miserable. It’s also tough to go through a process like that when you have no role models. That was another hitch in my get-along. There are no working moms in my family. I come from a long line of women who are crafty and are awesome cooks and raise babies and that’s all I’ve ever known.
 
As far as I knew, I’d do the career thing for a while (and what an amazing career I’ve had. I feel so blessed), then I’d step back when it came time for family. Right? 
 
Back to the retraining process. Like I said, it was pretty quick. By the time Deano got here, I was ready to go back to work. I literally wanted to go home from the hospital the very next day (a no-drug, natural birth gave this girl a crazy amount of self confidence). I wanted to get back to work. Physically, I felt amazing. Nothing like how I felt less than 2 years ago when Donald was born…when it took me 6 months to walk without being in pain.  This time around, I was up and doing chores and ready to take on the world. I wanted to get back to work because this time I had something to prove. “You want me to work? Ok, here we go….full speed ahead..let’s do this!” It’s almost hard to put into words how pumped I was about it…and at the same time, it shows the real power of the human spirit when you put your mind to something.
 
Then of course, the rest is history. Layoff. Change of plans. Rewire brain again! But looking back on this past year with 2 kids, I can honestly say (despite the not so great days, weeks, etc) that this has been the most amazing time of my life. Balancing a new and very trimmed down budget (We didn’t lose everything, after all. Amazing how that works), with all the new responsibilities at home, like 100% of the cooking, cleaning, child care, etc. has been challenging, but I love a challenge. Sometimes I wonder what life would have been like had I been able to stay home with son #1 and ease into this crazy SAHM life, but I also firmly believe that God has a plan for everything and this was part of His plan.
 
1764
 
Happy 1st Birthday, Deano, my little mini-me. You light up my heart…you and your big brother. I love you both more than life itself.
 
And finally, this quick bit of housekeeping: To the bitter old fool who once said that SAHMoms were getting a “free ride”…I say this: try it for a week and get back to me.

Posted by admin on October 30th, 2009 3 Comments