I am so excited to be posting over at From Two To One’s place today. I’ve gotten to know Danielle over Twitter and can’t wait to meet her for real at Story!
“Lonely housewives are called that for a reason.” So said my mother-in-law.
My husband started a new job a couple of months ago. It was the first time he’d had to interview anywhere, and it’s a step up in his career. This new job came with perks, but also with some light traveling and a couple of months with 80 hour weeks.
As a woman who has chosen to stay home, with 5 kids, in a very small house, and as an introvert who also educates these same kids in this small house, the thought of my husband being gone more than 40 hours a week kind of did me in.
The first month was a really rough transition for me. Lots of tears and anxieties. How will I handle doing more alone? And deep down, a sense of unfairness. Why, just because he leaves the house for work, does he get to travel, have more time alone, paid for meals and hotel rooms? While my days continue on with their exhausting sameness? Why does it feel that all of a sudden we are slotting into roles that have been sitting, waiting for us for years? And why am I resisting so strongly? Was I just jealous and discontent, or was there something deeper going on?