Aug 14, 2009
A Kept Woman
Back in the day, a kept woman was a man's mistress whom he took care of by way of paying for her living expenses. And although we're married, some days I feel like a kept woman.
The day that I turned 15, I went out and got a job. A part-time deal at the local grocery store bagging groceries for a paltry sum on the weekends. I continued to work there through high school and college; quitting the summer after I graduated, right before our wedding.
We married in July and I started teaching in August. I worked while Archie finished school and then the day came that I got to retire. When we talked about the family that we would raise, we knew that we wanted our children to be able to stay home and not have to go to daycare. I knew that this meant me retiring from work and being a stay-at-home mom. I accepted this new plateau in life with graciousness. And I wouldn't change it for anything.
The only thing that I don't like about being retired is the feeling of not contributing (financially) to my family. Archie is not only the main bread-winner in the family; he's the only bread-winner. He's never once made me feel bad about money. We don't do that whole yours and mine deal. It's all ours, but some days in the back of my heart, I feel bad for not contributing more to my family. He always assures me that what I am giving them far outweighs any monetary gifts.
Now I'm faced with going back to school to pursue a career that will better suit where I am in life now. I guess that Archie will be left footing the bill for that too. I'm hoping that any money I can make from sewing will help cover some of the costs.
Do you other SAHM feel that same way? Tell me I'm not alone!