We are about two months away from welcoming Baby Ninja to the family and in case you were wondering, no I do not feel prepared to be a dad. I mean, I frequently forget to bathe and feed myself, how am I expected to take care of another human being? While I may be in way over my head, I can not wait to meet my little dude. What will he look like? How fat will he be (I was 10lbs)? What will it be like to come home from work and see him smile at his first sight of me?
During our premarital counseling, Girl Ninja expressed her desire to one day be a stay-at-home mom. Since then, we have been working and saving diligently. Trying to stabilize ourselves financially, so that when the time came for kiddos, we’d be ready to forfeit an income.
That time is now.
I’d be lying if I said part of me wasn’t mourning the loss of $30,000 a year in cold hard cash. We could do a lot of great things with that money. Max out our retirement accounts. Go on a half-dozen nice vacations. Send an entire bus of kids to summer camp.
As nice as it would be to keep that income around a bit longer, I’m excited to drop down to a one income household because it means Girl Ninja and I are literally living our dream.
Four years ago we created a plan that would allow Girl Ninja to one day be a stay-at-home mom, and here we are just a few months shy of seeing that plan come to fruition.
If that’s not financial freedom, I don’t know what is.
And just for clarification this is not a knock against dual income families. If Girl Ninja told me she wanted to continue working I’d be all for it.