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Monday, March 07, 2005

Why Work from Home? A little puppy puke never hurt anyone...

As Work at Home Moms, we talk about our "Why" as a positive thing... Our Why is our purpose, our reason, our ... muse. We refer to our 'Why' when we need inspiration or motivation to reach outside our comfort zone, to try a little harder, to keep going even when it's hard. Our 'Why' helps us to succeed.

Today I was asking "Why work from home" in a slightly different light. Today, I am home with a sick puppy and am up to my eyeballs in 'puppy puke'. Now, those of you on my ShowMomTheMoney network know that I'm new to this puppy thing. I was warned up and down about how much work a puppy is, and I thought "I have two children -- how hard can a puppy be?!" Well, one difference is that newborns aren't born with fangs -- at least mine weren't. ;) So, in between changing the gauze patches on my shredded arms, and hours of puppy school, I fell in love with this furry poop-making machine. He was added to my list of "Why's".

So, today, while I was composing my newsletter to send out to all the Moms on my list -- about how to make more money from home, in the background I hear my furr-ball start to vomit -- again. The thought that ran through my mind initially was WHY in the world would I want to be home to deal with this while my husband gets to sit in a quiet office all day. Why isn't HE dealing with cleaning up the 8th pile of puppy-puke?!! After I cleaned up the puppy, rubbed his head and got him clean blankets, threw in another load of laundry, and climbed into bed with my sick 7 year old and my 3 year old to read stories -- then it hit me. A little bit (ok, a LOT) of puppy puke was sure worth it. And, when I made my third phone call to my husband to tell him about our day, it wasn't the puppy-puke I was telling him about.... It was the time Delaney said she was sure a "Hungry Marvin" (since I always call her a Starvin' Marvin') and it was how she wanted to plant some Jelly Beans (like in Jack and the Beanstalk) and it was how she and Mason were playing Life and the person who got the most parents into the car won -- THAT'S Why I stay at home. And, if a furry little tail starts wagging when I walk into the room -- that's sure an added bonus. ;)

Until next time,
Nicole

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