When you’re in the parenting trenches as a stay at home mom, it’s hard to see past what is in front of you. Survival is moment to moment and toys reign supreme. Cold coffee and leggings are plentiful while showers and vegetables are scarce. Emotions also run high here. Very high. For both the moms and the kids. Frustration and anger can often take over and at night you hold onto the hope that everyone will just hold it together better tomorrow.
Last year, when I was a stay at home mom in the thick of the parenting trenches with a needy newborn, defiant toddler and dependent preschooler, I stumbled into a veteran mom at a wedding. She was a stay at home mom to four boys, all of whom have long since graduated college and hold respectable jobs. She smiled at me while I was frantically bouncing my newborn and attempting to take sips of my mostly spilled campaign. She had that wistful, nostalgic look that veteran moms often have when looking at younger moms.