Don't get me wrong, I love my job. I enjoy working in a middle school (shocking, I know). I love the people I work with and the students I get to know. At the same time, I can't lie, I'm looking forward to summer vacation as much as the next guy. I also love writing. Writing someone else's love story is a wonderful escape from reality. It's a creative outlet that I can't see ever giving up.
Being Mom, though, is my favorite. I don't love the laundry, dishes, grocery shopping, or general housework - who does? (If you do, please feel free to contact me. You are welcome to come do all those things for me whenever you want!) But I can't get enough of the time with my kids, talking about their day or snuggling on the couch watching a movie together. I can't wait for the summer when we can go boating or to the park. I cherish the moments big and small. The bedtime chats, the girls only trips to Starbucks, the football games, the "I love you more" contests.
In the rush of life, these are the moments that we can sometimes forget or sacrifice to make room for another job or responsibility. I would like to invest more time into the mother part of my "working mom" title. Life is about balance, but if the scales have to tip one way or the other, I'd rather they tip in the direction of my kids than anything else. Which way does your scale tip?