Working Momma Blues
This morning started like any other Monday morning. Frantic. Rushed. Yelling “I’m turning off the TV if you don’t put your socks on! We need to go!”
This morning started like any other Monday morning. Frantic. Rushed. Yelling “I’m turning off the TV if you don’t put your socks on! We need to go!”
Both my mom and step-dad had great jobs and we never talked about money. I know I was privileged, but I want my children to understand the value of work.
There are many feelings associated with parenting: joy, anxiety, love, and even fear.
I’m a college-educated, successful businesswoman and mom. I even drive a Honda Pilot. And I still get judged because I have a lot of tattoos.
We’re good enough at guilting ourselves, for not being there, for not paying attention, for holding down a full-time job. We don’t need it from other moms.
Mom guilt is not something I ever thought I would struggle with. I loved my career and grew up with two parents who worked long hours. I turned out fine, so why would my son be any different?
This morning started like any other Monday morning. Frantic. Rushed. Yelling “I’m turning off the TV if you don’t put your socks on! We need to go!”
Both my mom and step-dad had great jobs and we never talked about money. I know I was privileged, but I want my children to understand the value of work.
There are many feelings associated with parenting: joy, anxiety, love, and even fear.
I’m a college-educated, successful businesswoman and mom. I even drive a Honda Pilot. And I still get judged because I have a lot of tattoos.
We’re good enough at guilting ourselves, for not being there, for not paying attention, for holding down a full-time job. We don’t need it from other moms.
Mom guilt is not something I ever thought I would struggle with. I loved my career and grew up with two parents who worked long hours. I turned out fine, so why would my son be any different?