Housewife / home mom

This one was supposed to be posted yesterday but because off my not existing computer knowledge it just was not. I am the kind that goes to my 6 year old boy for help at the computer. But I am aze at knitting, sewing and I make the meanest chocolate cake in most off Europe so I guess I am excused. This morning started out with catching diamonds. It was a cold morning, -9 (Celsius) and the sun did a fantastic job. All the ice-cold snowflakes coming down just looked like a million diamonds and my 3 year old, my 6 year old and me could not believe how beautiful it all was.

So writing yesterday that I am all but ordinary my friends knows what I mean, I am not trying to be different that just seem to happen in my life. From being a career woman I meet the love off my life, produces a couple off kids, all our kids are not self-made but all the same they are our children, at the same time as we move abroad for 9 years, and back.

I am a house wife - which I understand is just a term used in porn movies now days – in Sweden we call it home mom, but in Sweden we are a dying breed. We have kind off forgotten that there is a choice not to leave our 1 year olds to kindergarten. Home moms have a very low status in the Swedish society and most women seem to think we do this just to show that we are better than the ones who leave their kids every morning. This is not the case; let me explain that once and for all, we do this because it is how we become happy. I would not have it any other way. I do not think I am better than anybody else but I do think this is the way for me to be the best mother I can be, and it makes me happy. And if I am happy my family is happy. I am very happy I live in a country where this is a possibility. I can stay at home without my husband having to have two jobs. Okay we do not have a flat screen TV or new flashy things for our kids, or 2 cars but we have a life which we chose ourselves and that we so love. We only live once and it is so important to make it a good one. Not to just be a victim in your own life.

I do not think kindergartens are bad – on the contrary they are fantastic and enable women to work. I do think though that we parents are so good at thinking that everything is the schools or kindergartens responsibility and we have forgotten somehow that it is we who make a difference in our child’s life. And that is not calculated in the amount off time spent with our children but in how we spend that time with our children. Lets give the women and men who are taking care off our children everyday a big hug and tell them how extremely important they are. We tend to forget that but we do remember to tell them when they do something wrong. Sometimes the only time you remember these key persons in your child and therefore your life is when things go really wrong and damage is done, or when you read some horrible story in the paper about child abuse.

I just happen to have a kindergarten teacher walking in through the door just now because her car broke down near our house. So even if I do not have my friends a teacup away I seem to get other lovely surprises for tea.

A question to you guys out there who blog; is it common that you sit down to write about something, and suddenly you written something totally different or does that make bad blogging? Have the loveliest day.