home-working

The reality of working from home

Frazzled. That's how I feel today. It's been a crushing week in Daddyville.

It's been tough going for a couple of reasons. First: the kids have been off school for Easter, meaning they're constantly around the house looking for food and entertainment. Second: our second car broke down, leaving me stranded in the house whenever Lisa's in Belfast attending to her mother.

Why I Love Working From Home And Being A WAHM

Today I have actually managed to get quite a bit of work done, considering the kids woke up at 6.45am and the last one went to sleep at 9.30pm.

I managed to fit an hours work at lunchtime, when Rachel was at nursery and the boys were asleep. I also managed another hour and a half after putting the baby to bed at 7.30pm, while Gerard amused the other two. After bedtime was finally finished and I had told the bedtime stories I went back on the PC and now 2 hours later I have just wrapped up for the night.

I may not be making a whole lot of money, but what little I do make is a personal acheivment and a step towards bigger and better things.

Even if I never make more than mere pocket money, what other job would allow me such flexibility? Who else would allow me to put my children first at all times? I really believe I have the sweetest deal in the world.

I would recomend the life of a wahm to anyone!

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