On my back? or Got my back?
I find motherhood a fairly easy choice to make.
Several mothers at school say to me that they wish they had more children like me. Most only have one, some two. They feel very constrained by society, norms, car size, house size, money and not wanting to devote that many years to rearing young children.
Some envy me, which reminds me to strive to be happier with my choice.
People envy me?
The crazy lady with a bunch of crazy kids struggling up the street with a zillion things hanging off the pram.
Ok so they pity me too.
When I realise that I will be devoting 13 years to staying at home with young children I say to people '35 is an alright age to get a career isnt it?' 'Cause thats how old I will be when I 'get back into the big bad world' so ya better watch out.
So Until then.
Until then I can leave the house when I want, I can wear what I want. Take my lunch break when I want, Have no Boss, Have only one Co Worker (whom I happen to like) The only ladder I'm climbing is in Snakes and Ladders peoples.
I'm the boss around here.
Ok, the reality: 24 hour shifts, the minions under me like to rebel quite often, no sick leave, no holiday leave, no lunch break out of the office, stained finger marked clothes, a job that never ends.
Like I said. Easy Choice.
This week in Tribute to Mothers Day I am writing posts on Motherhood