Job Description: Housewife

Today I spent most of the day barefoot, pregnant, and in the kitchen.

If you’ve lived in a cave most of your life, you probably haven’t heard this is a bad situation.  Anyone else has probably heard this phrase used with scorn to describe a woman who’s supposedly downtrodden, miserable, and certainly not “living to her potential”.

I can honestly say I loved every minute of it.  There was a time I thought I wasn’t going to get a chance to be in this position and I actually laughed aloud when I realized I could now accept that particular label.

I’m not sure when this job got such a bad rap.  Cooking is one of my all-time favorite things to do.  Being barefoot on a hot day is it’s own pleasure.  And while being pregnant has it’s weird, startling, or yucky moments (this is definitely not the time to lose a good sense of humor!)…it’s one of the most exciting things I’ve ever done.  I’ve never been called on to use so much foresight, energy, ingenuity, decision-making skills, or management capabilities as have been required of me these days, which means my “potential” is being tested in ways it never has before.  I expect that bar to only get higher in the coming weeks and months as I become responsible for a young child and Grandma Lila continues to need increasing care.

And this is not a job I was press-ganged into.  It was one I enthusiastically agreed to.  Tough to be downtrodden under those circumstances.

Barefoot, pregnant, and in the kitchen.  And proud of it.