Stay-at-home me

To let you know, I have been a stay-at-home Dad for almost a year and a half now. My wife, Tracy, goes off to work everyday while I stay at home with our daughter, Corban. Yep, I am Mr. Mom. I do it all….the diapers, the laundry, the dishes, and anything else you can think of. Somebody pat me on the back internet style. That feels nice.

It is interesting the glances I get sometimes out in public. On Tuesday’s I take Corban to the old White House Public Library (it is really a large white house!) where they have a sing-a-long, reading time thingy. I am always the only male present. Today, a little girl pointed at me saying to her Momma, "It’s a Momma." Her Mother quickly corrected her, "No, that is a Daddy."

Here in the South, men go off to put food on the table while women take care of the chullen’. This is just how it is. So, someone like me doesn’t fit the mold at all. Its not that I really want to be doing this kind of thing, but right now it is simply the best thing for our family. We save A LOT of money because we don’t do daycare. Also, I feel I am blessed to have this time with my girl in her beginning years. Not many Dads get this opportunity. But I must confess that sometimes during the day I feel like a sissy.

In the Spring, I am going back to school to finish up my teaching degree. The plan is for Tracy and I to switch roles again. She would love to be home and I am dying to be out working once again. Not to say that what I am currently doing is not work. It is work indeed and I have a new found respect for Moms everywhere.

*I just paused in my writing to feed Corban a “Naaa-Nuhh.”(Translation: Banana) The work never ends.

Ok, that is all I have today. Any stay-at-home Dads reading this blog? Leave a comment to let me know I am not alone and also not a sissy.