You know what my favorite thing about summer is?
The dramatic reduction in working mom guilt.
I mean, OK, I still feel bad because my kids spend their summer at daycare programs instead of running the neighborhood with their friends. And, yes, I wish I had more time to take them to the pool and the beach and on family vacations. But with the help of family, friends, camps and weekends, my kids get plenty of fun and relaxation in between June and August.
But school is just around the corner now (and has started for many of you), and it’s only a matter of time before I’m once again asking myself, “am I the only mom who works?!?”
You know the drill. The letters asking if you’d like to volunteer to be a chaperone for this year’s field trips. The PTA meetings and parent-teacher conferences held at 2 in the afternoon. The requests for two dozen cookies sent home the night before two dozen cookies are needed.
And when I say “I have to work”, I feel like what’s heard is “I care more about my job than my children.”
Of course, that’s not true. In fact, most of the women I know who work do so, in part, because of all the things they want to provide for their children. Things like food and shelter, for example.
Moving away from a small town where I knew everyone helped to assauge a lot of the guilt I felt about not being able to be the Home Room Mom (whatever that is). It’s a lot easier to focus on the realities of what’s important to your family when you don’t know the people you imagine to be juding you. Once I got the Guilt Over Things I Am Probably Making Up In My Head out of the way, it became a lot easier to focus on realistic ways that I, as a mother who works full time, can be involved in my children’s education.
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