Is WORK From Home Motherhood a Recipe for Insanity?

I have long dreamed about being a stay at home mom (well work from home as that is what it is eh?). I flirted with it on 2 maternity leaves and then took the complete plunge in February after a failed nanny disaster. As any mother knows, work from home mommies and go to work mommies “work” their asses off. There’s no other way to put it. I have done both and I can say that there is no perfect recipe for happy motherhood. It is trial and error.

As a full time “working outside of the home” mommy I can say that I felt guilty, overwhelmed and tired all the time. However, on the other side now of being at home full time (although running my own business) I have all the same feelings and insecurities. Before I could afford to have someone clean my house every 2 weeks and other luxuries to “make it feel better”.  Now I am expected to do more around the house and yet I have less time to do it. WTF?

This brings me to the title of my post – IS WORK FROM HOME MOTHERHOOD A RECIPE FOR INSANITY? (I say work from home because “work” encompasses many things. Most of what we don’t get paid for – LOL )

I remember when I was single, cute and well groomed I would look at my landlord who  was raising three kids and wonder what was wrong her her. She seemed well… a little strange at times.  A stay at home mother with convictions, she didn’t let her kids watch any tv, they all followed a strict vegan diet and her husband (a rock star) gave her son a drum set ( yah, like a real one).

One day I came home and she had shaved her hair off and had instructed her husband to cut down the apple tree in the backyard. We never stuck around to see the ending of this story. I’d like to think they all live happily ever after.

My husband and I joke about this from time to time but now I am wondering if the same thing will happen to me. Here’s why-

1. I rarely have time for “just” myself. I should have had a waxing about 3 months ago and results are seriously scary. I have roots in my hair that need to be fixed but I have no plans for getting any of this fixed anytime soon. It makes be pretty bitchy.
2. My children drive me nuts and gross me out at least 10 times a day.
3. My husband sometimes expects more out of me then what I can give (or at least I think I should give). We communicate around yelling and interrupting children. No more needs to be said.
4. I get absolutely get no %&^*^&(&(&(^ bleeping sleep. Or barely enough to get by.
5. I often don’t have the ability to string a coherent sentence together.

Does this make me insane? Somedays it certainly feels like it. But to end on a positive note, Happy Mother’s Day to all my mom friends. Go pour yourself a drink and pat yourself on the back for managing to “sort of” keep it together. Ha!

Please note this post is not meant to offend- real depression or other emotional problems are to be taken seriously and no laughing matter- I am just poking fun at my crazy life!  Britney please forgive me for using your pictures to illustrate my point.