Many people, no matter how hard they work, do not get the same opportunities as others. They don't get the best of choices. Others get no choice at all. Despite what many of us think or believe, having a choice is a great luxury.
The reason I felt joy in finally owning this label is that I realized any stigma that full-time mothers feel is only going to diminish if people like me begin to find the honor and pride in our daily work.
SAHWMs don't have time for a wasted minute. When SAHWMs are working, they get eight hours of work done in five. If a memo comes home from school that a diorama of the water cycle will be due next week, the SAHWM wants to lead the coup to overthrow the administration.
I was emailing when I should have been playing, and playing when I should have been emailing. I felt like I couldn't fully dedicate myself to either thing and therefore felt half as good an employee and a mom
First, I'm sorry. Really. I'm sorry you have a husband who feels the need to make you work out of the house even when you don't want or need to. You are not an inmate. You are a woman. Nowadays women have choices.
We're no longer on an even playing field. We haven't been for some time now. The ground seems slanted, the court warped,the turf tainted. Whatever sports analogy you conjure, things are far from even. And the "call" is in the eye of the beaten-down beholder.
The kids were gone for a few hours, and when they finally returned, their smiles were bright, and their cheeks were glowing... from both the sun and the massive ice cream cones they'd eaten. And I'd missed it.
When you are a mom of little kids, you can choose to stay home all day for no particular reason. You can cancel plans and play on the floor all day. Now, keeping my son home for a lazy day would be an unexcused absence.
Full-time moms are so hungry for economic independence that many of them are willing to take on any challenging job they can encounter. The problem is that society is still taking baby steps on this topic, either not offering mothers a chance, or giving them inadequate options.
In my 16 years of being a stay-at-home-mom, I've had my share of tough days. It's not easy to be the primary caregiver of three kids. Especially with a husband who starts his long commute into NYC around 7 each morning and usually doesn't get home till past 9 each night.
"I work from home" provides no information. "Nothing," while tempting, belies the truth. "I work for my husband," makes me feel like I've set the feminist movement back 60 years and I'm riding shotgun with Betty Draper.
Your gender does not define you. Neither does your job or car or bank account. Be kind and brave, be a good friend and a hard worker and treat everyone with respect -- those are the qualities that will define you.
I love my husband dearly. I'd marry him again if I could. Sometimes I wonder how we even found each other in this crazy, mixed-up world. In fact, I'd make a list of all the things he is doing right, but it would be too long and too gushy and I'd lose my street cred.
My husband and I are a team for many reasons, but primarily so that the children can't outnumber us. You want to get drinks and talk about your cheating arse of a boyfriend? Great! Grab a sippy cup and use your big words so the children won't understand you.