I’ve been a SAHM for the last 23 years. Since I was 22 years old. (My children are 23, 11 and 5).
If I could live my life again, I would have had my own life. I would have studied and worked. I didn’t leave a job, I was just doing crappy temp work, I had no career.
I thought I was winning at life. I got to stay at home with my child while others were slogging away at uni or work.
Now, I’m 46 and fucking miserable. My oldest child has been no better off because I’ve stood in the kitchen all day. My children are no different, socially or emotionally from those who went to nursery 8-6 from 6 months old while thier mothers had thier own lives and careers. Infact, I’ve noticed that mothers who worked had far more respect from their children.
I have nothing of my own. Even the clothes on my back have been bought for me. I have few actual choices in life or independence.
I wouldn’t recommend being a stay at home mum to anyone. It’s a trap.
(Ans please none of the “it’s not too late” stuff. You have no idea of my current health issues).