I'm a full-time wife and mom of two adorable boys. When I'm not busy trying to keep up with them I enjoy photography, traveling, planning parties and a little bit of reading.

In February of 2008 I was diagnosed with an incurable terminal lung illness, though God promised me a full and complete healing. While we wait for His timing, we're taking it one day at a time, and standing in awe of how God's using all of this for His glory. The tough road we've traveled has given us a new perspective on the fragility of life. Memories are more important to us than ever before. The goal of this blog is to share some of our family life - the ups and downs, the joys and probably some of the pains as well. It's mostly meant as a personal journal of sorts, but you're welcome to share in it. We'd like to take this opportunity to say ...


Monday, August 24, 2009

My Salary as a Mom

As a mom, as a "just-a-mom," it's easy to feel unappreciated. I've never counted the number of diapers I've changed, but I can guarantee neither of my boys ever thanked me for changing any of them. (Though Alex has occasionally thanked me for wiping his tushie now that he's using the potty.) I've been a "just-a-mom" for just over three years now. Truth be told, I quit work kicking-and-screaming. In retrospect it probably helped to save my life (literally) - but that's a different post for a different day. Whether or not you work outside the home, as a mom it's so easy to feel unappreciated.

Yesterday a friend introduced me to a fabulous website (thank you, Tabitha!) that calculates how much you (as a mom) should be paid for your work at home. Their calculator takes into account if you do or don't work outside the home, and they even now have a section that calculates what the dad is worth based on his help around the house. The website even bases it in part on where you live. After all, the cost of living is drastically different between Manhattan and Hick-ville.

YOU'VE GOT TO CHECK THIS OUT: www.mom.salary.com

Apparently I'm worth $182,315 a year! ... I think it's time to up the life insurance policy! Or maybe I'll request a paid vacation - that alone could set me up quite nicely for a fabulous shopping trip! Pottery Barn here I come!

So, ladies. The next time your hubby walks into the room holding (at arms length) your wee one - and suddenly you're overcome by the nauseous gasses emanating from that blow-out diaper ... Rather than wanting to file for divorce right then and there ('cause seriously the man* can change a diaper once in a while too!) - think of that Grande Caramel Mocha from Starbucks that you earned in the time it took you to change your fiftieth diaper of the day.

*Note - Aaron probably changes more diapers than I do in a day. "The man" in no way references my amazing husband!

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