tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563240.post2712180165285725241..comments2023-10-11T02:28:55.375-05:00Comments on 3 Little Dutch Girls + A Boy!: The Grass Is Not GreenerJenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03279956477604083080noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563240.post-89865369875904667282008-11-12T19:10:00.000-06:002008-11-12T19:10:00.000-06:00You abso-smurfly rock!! I totally agree. James a...You abso-smurfly rock!! I totally agree. James and I also have the "my life sucks more than yours" every so often, but he always seems to win. It irritates me.Tenahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06602721842679893738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563240.post-59422512843102500392008-11-12T13:18:00.000-06:002008-11-12T13:18:00.000-06:00This is your best post ever. I think I validated ...This is your best post ever. I think I validated one of your points when you referenced me and my first thought was "What is wrong with spending the morning with my two kids at McDonalds? It's because of my bad parenting skills, isn't it?" But I totally get what you are saying, and second it.<BR/>This is why I have chosen you to be my BFF~you are real, you are right on, you are a FABO writer, and a great mom. . .even if the Kindergarten teacher won't spot calling you. Have you ever considered homeschooling?Karyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08576331708503939040noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563240.post-50047291680189032682008-11-11T09:54:00.000-06:002008-11-11T09:54:00.000-06:00Great post...it's been brewing for like a year ins...Great post...it's been brewing for like a year inside your head...glad you got it out. I too, found the description of the job quite revealing and truthful. It's great and it sucks all at the same time. I find that the worst part is that after 11 years of doing the job I feel like I'm not "qualified" and I question my "worth" and the "contribution" I can make outside the home...the down side of the SAHM job is the way it can suck self-confidence out of a once confident woman. At the end of the job, you are left with bad hair, fat jeans, white gym shoes, a blank resume and the question of "what now?" <BR/><BR/>I guess I am complaining...or just wondering as I stare down the end of my preschool years where the woman I once was disappeared to? <BR/><BR/>I know my kids are great and have good manners and that I've had the luxury to volunteer and contribute in ways that would be impossible if I were working...but I'm still a little scared of the future.<BR/><BR/>Guess I need to percolate on this more. <BR/><BR/>Great post Jen!Mommy Brainhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10683992174755064509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25563240.post-86007794442035310112008-11-11T09:25:00.000-06:002008-11-11T09:25:00.000-06:00Amen, preach it sister!! You have just described ...Amen, preach it sister!! You have just described me and my life. I especially liked the part about having to manage yourself without a boss, deadlines, set hours, etc. I am one of those who watches more tv than I should during the day, but the cost of that is my husband having to go get his clean underwear out of the dryer in the mornings because I can't seem to get it folded and put away in the drawer. Anyways, I don't know what the point of my comment is (hee hee), except that your post was very correct. Not greener, just different. Sing it sista, Jen!kkooishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04089307749449762881noreply@blogger.com