Those comments made me wonder about why I wouldn’t do it her way. I realized I defined myself as a mother who made hot breakfasts and was there after school. Being there for him meant that I worked a great many hours after dinner and well into the mornings. Weekends were work-a-thons and days off never happened.
The Kid had only one childhood and adolescence and I wouldn’t be happy if I compromised his life for mine.
Many moms don’t think it’s a big deal and others don’t have this flexibility. But, I had to be true to my own definition of being a mom and a professional working woman and I had to live with those consequences. Every item on the list had a #1 next to it. Competing needs...yeah, that's a good name for it alright. It's a fancy way of saying, "Be in two places at once and oh, yeah, help with the homework and make dinner at the same time".
It's not forever. You won't believe how fast it all goes. As for myself, apparently, I could be heard walking down the hallway at home and saying, "This isn't forever. This isn't forever".
Just do the best you can. Run off the cliff and have confidence that your wings will work...one more time. Claudia
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