The Musings & Happenings of a Single Mompreneur
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Can I get real with you for a minute?
I need socialization just as much as my son does. Shoot, maybe even more!
I’m a work-at-home mom (aka WAHM) and I also homeschool my 5-year-old son.
Confession: I am guilty of allowing social media to take over my life.
I’ve thought of activities that I could do with Christian and immediately thought of the hashtag that I would use when I shared about it.
I’ve taken a picture of Christian doing something funny/cute/new and then asked him to do it again because the picture I snapped wasn’t “good enough” to share.
I’ve missed out on funny things Christian did because I was so busy glancing around for photo opportunities.
FTC Disclosure: I am a brand ambassador for McDonald’s of Central Arkansas, however, I will continue to share my honest thoughts and real experiences.
Christian is 5.5 years old now (Wow..time flies! Seems like it was just yesterday that I was sharing the story of his birth). I admit that up until recently, I really didn’t expect him to help out much around the house. I pretty much stuck to asking him to clean up after himself.
FTC Disclosure: McDonald’s was kind enough to compensate me just to share my experience with their company and their new customizable meal options. All thoughts shared within this post are 100% original and honest.
One common issue that many work-at-home-moms (WAHMs) face is being able to balance their work life with their family life. I know that it is something that I have struggled with over the years. Especially since I have a young child at home.
One thing that I have often lamented since becoming a mom is the lack of definite traditions in my family. This feeling deepened to a definite sadness after the loss of our matriarch, Madea. It seemed that with her passing, the few traditions we did have came to an end. As time has gone on, I have become more and more determined to start traditions with my son. After all, they have to start somewhere.
