My job has to be the most thankless job in the world. I don't sleep, I am the bitch for everyone here, even the damned cat, who meows at me to open doors for her and feed her. I can't go two minutes without a kid asking me a question she knows the answer to, or without the two year old climbing on something and almost killing herself. Or listening to the sounds of children bickering. The baby likes to wait until the other two are quiet to start fussing and makes me hold him during my only down time at all in the day. I also have to drag my sorry, exhausted carcass around here, cleaning and cooking. It's the only job that requires you to be a chef, maid, daycare director, nutritionist, nurse, wiper of asses, teacher and personal assistant (and I'm sure I've forgotten things) all in one for TWENTY FOUR HOURS A DAY and you reap absolutely no monetary benefit from it.
That being said, I still give it a 10/10 because I have something that working mothers don't. I get to see my children grow up, every single minute of it. I get to spend time with my babies, teach them things, and help to shape the people that they are going to be. It is the most rewarding, albeit brutal, job there is. And much as I say I wish I could work outside the house because I miss the adult interaction, I am really going to miss being home with my kids when I do have to work.