Jack: What would your dream job be?
Me: I dunno. I guess a nurse in the NICU?
Jack: Why don't you do it? Just finish your degree and go to work? I bet I can still manage the business here and watch the girls while you work part time or something.
Me: (thinks about it) No, I don't want to.
Jack: Why not?
Me: Because I want to be home with our girls all day.
Jack: Then isn't that your dream job?
I have thought about this conversation many times since. There is nowhere I'd rather be than at home with Olivia and soon her baby sister. I take for granted sometimes that, financially, I am able to be a stay-at-home mom. When I was younger I saw the whole stay-at-home mom gig as a bad thing. Like it wasn't a choice, but something women did when they weren't good at anything else or were super churchy or something. Now I see that it is a choice. A choice that I made and one which I love (most of the time). Someday when the girls are in school and I have nothing better to do with my time, maybe I'll go work at the hospital; but for now I am exactly where I want to be every day.