Hi, I'm Elizabeth. Welcome to my life.
It shouldn't be a surprise to learn I'm an only child. I grew up in a rather affluent suburb of Cleveland, Ohio, before fulfilling my childhood dream of attending Duke University. With the exception of 18 bleak months in Syracuse, New York (truly, the dreariest place in the world between the months of October and March) and eight months of exile in Macon, Georgia, I've been a Carolina girl (and I mean that in respect to my geographic location, and absolutely NOT in relation to university affiliation; Tarheels suck!) ever since. I've always been a girl -- and now, a woman -- who knows what she wants and isn't afraid to go after it.
It takes a strong man to put up with a woman like me, and that's exactly what my DH -- "Darling Husband" -- is. After a knee injury his senior year of college ended his dreams of playing in the NFL, he pursued a career in law enforcement. Today, he's a badge-baring, gun-toting, camo-wearing sheriff's deputy. He looks like the kind of guy you don't mess it, but usually he's a giant (and I do mean
giant -- he's 6' 6") teddy bear... unless you mess with his children.
Those children are the light of my life, and the reason I work from
home instead of in an office. I'd been a working mom since my daughter G's birth in September 2008, and had always wondered what life was like
on the other side. It took a lot of planning and one big leap of faith, but in October 2010, I made the switch, leaving my job as a television news producer to take on the roll of domestic goddess.
The timing of my career change wasn't merely a coincidence. Six weeks before quitting my job, DH & I got the shock of a lifetime: I was pregnant. We hadn't planned on having more children -- we both wanted G to be an only child -- but God had other plans. In May 2011, Baby C joined our family. Now that I work out of the home as a freelance media research consultant, I have the time to do all the things with my son that I couldn't with my daughter. Some days it's a dream; other days it's a nightmare (especially when one or both of my children are up all night!)... but I wouldn't change it for the world.
I originally launched this blog in July 2009 as "Confessions from a Working Mom," when I was still entrenched in my full-time, out of the home job; in July 2011, I relaunched it under the new name, "Confessions from a
Stay Work-at-Home Mom." Along with that new name came a new goal: writing about what I want, when I want, and not apologizing for my (sometimes outlandish) opinions.
Just as I get to choose what I write, you also get to choose what you read. If you don't like what I write, you can make the decision not to read it; instead, I hope you'll add your opinion to the debate -- I might not agree with it, but I'll always respect it, and I hope you'll do the same.
