I Love Being A Working Mom
To hell with the guilt and bad feelings that our society wants to heap on working moms.
I loved this article
from Working Mother magazine because it articulated some of the many levels of satisfaction I get from my job and the rewards for me and my family.
On top of all of those reasons, I am the breadwinner for my family and I'm proud of that.
I love being a mom, too. I actually feel quite lucky, to be perfectly honest, to be able to raise 2 fabulous kids and have a fabulous career. Life is never perfect, but I really feel content with my choices.
I always tell my friends who are contemplating their own work/family choices that it helps if one parent is willing to downshift his/her career to give more flexibility with child care and household duties.
I don't want to give them illusions that it's easy to juggle family and work. It's not. We have to be very careful about keeping a balance that works for all of us.
I'm lucky that Ed can take on the role of part-timer. Teaching college part-time is actually ideal for him and for our family. He can do most of his work at home after the kids are asleep and hold down the fort at home when it's needed.
I really do love being a working mom. I'm not ashamed to say it.
How did this happen? I turned 39 this week. Almost 40. When I look back to my 30's, I'm proud of everything I did:
finished my PhD
had 2 kids
bought a house
got a great job
So, what's next? Maybe that's what's bothering me. What am I supposed to "do with my 40's?"
Raising kids and succeeding in my job and staying married and keeping my hair cut and my house somewhat clean and losing this last, stubborn, final pregnancy weight is maybe enough for now.
39. 39. Sounds so grown up.
How did that happen?