Dreams.

All little girls start out wanting a white picket fence, a handsome, loving husband, and babies. Then, for some reason, they "grow up" and start wanting other things, like jobs or careers. I was one of those that never "grew up". I did my time working out of the home, and I honestly hated it. All I really wanted was to settle down, be a wife, and have babies.

I wanted to be a housewife. It took a lot of years before I was finally able to get what I wanted, and now that I'm able to devote 100% of my time at home to my loving husband, my five year old son, and the upkeep and happiness of my home, I've found that it's made ME a happier person. I'm glad to be where I am, and doing what I'm doing. I wouldn't want it any other way.

Traditional Values.

Feminazis tell me regularly that I'm bad and wrong for living my dream, that I should get off my ass and go be a man. Funny thing is, though, that I'm actually a woman, and according to them I can do whatever I want. Apparently to them it doesn't matter that what I want is to be a wife and mother, not some soulless high-payed, high-powered, high-stress executive. Staying home is my family's choice. My husband loves that I do, and I'm far happier raising my own son than I ever would be letting some stranger do it for me just for the Almighty Dollar. Things aren't important to me, as everything in America keeps trying to tell me. So long as my family is housed, fed, and happy, that makes ME happy.