For the past nine months I have been juggling a whole new set of bowling pins in my life.
Being able to work from home wasn’t something I had ever really dreamed about much before I had kids. In fact,the idea wasn’t all that appealing to me at all.
I liked the notion of getting up in the morning and heading out to my job; I actually had always had jobs that I enjoyed doing (or that were at least tolerable to me) and so the whole ‘rise and shine’ scenario of work-a-day living made perfect sense to me, even from a young age.
Even when I toured with a traveling rock band for over a decade, I was always the first one up in the morning, locked away in the solitude of some motel bathroom while the bass player or the singer snored his face off out in his bed, looking at my Trucker’s Atlas/planning the drive that I would be taking that day in order to get us all to the next city and gig on time.
Work was work.
And I saw it as something that one did outside the home.
Then, my wife and I had a baby girl and things began to change. We both agreed that we didn’t want our daughter placed in a daycare facility as an infant. It wasn’t that we were scared of doing that really, because we weren’t at all, but rather, she had a good job with benefits and I had the lesser paying one. So, we crunched some numbers and realized that we could make something else work for us if I went ahead and took less hours with the property management company I was working for and devoted more of my day to being a stay-at-home dad.
And so that’s what I did.
Being there with Violet was an awesome experience for me, too. It was something that took some getting used to, but I learned as I went and I had the time of my life.
Fast forward to today and things have changed even more for my family and me. We had another child, moved across the country, and my wife and I took the biggest career leap of our lives by each attempting to write for a living.
This means we are home. In the house. A whole helluva lot.
And while it seemed like a darn dream scenario on paper (and we DO have the added benefit of being around our kids a lot more than many working folks are able to be), the truth is: it has presented us with a whole slew of tricky trials and complications.
We have had to really adjust to the fact that we are both here, on location, with at least one kid present all of the time, and lots of writing/work needing to get done in order to pay the bills. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not boo-hoo-ing at all.
But it’s been harder in some ways than I originally imagined it could be.
So anyway, here is my take on how I attempt to balance the art of changing diapers with the art of writing.
You can also find Serge on his personal blog, Thunder Pie.
Keep up with Babble.com on Facebook.
More from Serge: