You know my love of politics is right up there with being eaten alive by a polar bear but I finally feel like Ann Romney and I have something in common.
My last post about my love of Facebook kind of backfired in a weird way, so I feel it necessary to clarify myself so that I don’t have anyone hate me. (I really don’t feel that way; I just think it sounds better than what I really wanted to say) Here is part of an email that I received:
“You really have it good you know? You make it sound like that being a stay at home mom is so hard, why don’t you try and work 40 hours a week, have no husband and raise 2 kids by yourself?” Then it was followed up by “I fully respect your views and opinions though.”
I looked up the definition of a mother in the dictionary: Here it is
a. A female person who is pregnant with or gives birth to a child.
I don’t really think that you can define a mother by if they work outside the home or not, If you have children, you are a mother right?
I know many mothers who HAVE to work outside the home to help contribute to the needs of their family.
I know many mothers who choose to work outside the home, not because they have to but because they want to.
I know many mothers who choose to not work outside the home and have their spouse or significant other (how’s that for politically correct?) work 1, 2 or 3 jobs.
I know some mothers who are single parents who have to work 1 or more jobs outside the home to make ends meet.
I know mothers that I think are wonderful people and I know mothers that I think are wacked out and should be admitted pronto!
I don’t think that one situation has it better off than another. Your challenges that you may face may be hard and difficult in their own way and may or may not be the same challenges that I face but nonetheless my challenges shouldn’t be looked down upon because I have different circumstances than you do.
Up until a few years ago, I worked outside the home. I worked a graveyard shift and it sucked! I was a walking zombie half the time, I couldn’t remember what I was doing from one minute to the next, I was functioning on less than 4 hours of sleep each night, I was pretty much useless to my kids that I was staying home during the day to take care of, so we made the choice to downsize in our needs and wants and to have the husband work another job. It isn’t easy and by no means do I enjoy being alone all day and most nights, but it is what we do and what is best for our needs.
I think that I have beaten this subject to death! So I am done. Happy mothering to you all and on a happier note, my 4 year old son who thinks he is a girl drew a picture of me this morning. I have 3 boobs and 2 penises. Take that all you haters!