You are still in your Pyjamas?


© Heike Boehnke
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Envision: “A Work at Home mom, sitting at her computer in her beautiful, separate home office, dressed in casual, but professional attire. Her children are reading and playing quietly by her side as she talks to the last client for the day, and then they are off to the park.

Upon their return, mom fluffs the pillows in her immaculate living room (she does not work, so she has time to clean her house) and goes to the kitchen to prepare a healthy, well-balanced dinner. After dinner, she spends a nice, relaxed evening with her husband and kids.”

POOF!

I don’t know where I got the above “Dream Vision” from while I was still working outside of the home full-time and conjuring up my “Home-based Business of Preference”! I am a full-time WAHM for 5 months now. I wake up, get coffee and make my calls in the A.M., when my little angel is still snoring. Not everyone appreciates how articulate my 3 yr old is. So I work my way from East Coast to West Coast. She wakes up and we have breakfast. She then indulges in 1-1.5 hours of Sesame Street, Blue or Reading Lion so that I can answer email and work on sales.

It is about 11 a.m., and I am still in my pyjamas.

I peel my daughter from the T.V. and go into the backyard. We play while I speak to my group on the portable. They are mostly moms, like a part of my family; they excuse the interruptions and “hellos”. I prepare information packets and orders. Time for lunch. Daughter goes for a nap. WHEW, a breather…. To do what? Hit the computer!

It is about 1:30 p.m., and I am still in my pyjamas.

The doorbell rings. OMG!!!! I debate answering, the house is a MESS! Papers everywhere! 2-Day Planners, phones, faxes, catalogs, toys. AARGH! Good, just the mailman; he is used to seeing me in my pyjamas and doesn’t come in. Phone rings, I do the dishes while 3-waying a new consultant. While it is quiet, I try to design a flyer for a large WAHM event I am hosting and responsible for! Hang up and start letting the machine pick up because I have to get these bills and catalogs posted.

“MAMA”! Quiet time is over. Shut down and concentrate on my daughter for an hour without straying. The phone rings. “Are we gonna let it ring, Momma, huh?” “Yes”.

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