Right now, my "job" consists of being a mother. No one expects anything more of me, and that makes me even more eager to do something besides "mothering". I have thought of myself as a writer since I was little, ever since I learned how to spell words and would spend my weekends scribbling random words from my consciousness onto hard surfaces around the house. Cabinets, doors, tile - nothing was safe from me and my pencil.
So it seemed a natural progression for me to go from stay-at-home mom to freelancing writer mom. In other words, I send off articles to magazines, online e-zines and websites, wait for rejection or acceptance letters and press on. My work is undemanding in that I love writing, so it doesn't feel like work to me. I can send as many articles as I want to a month, which means that I have been on "maternity leave" for the past 6 months while I got closer and closer to my due date, and then battled with sleep deprivation as the mother to a toddler and a newborn. Today, I started working on my first article - my comeback!
I love the flexibility my job provides. There is no pressure on me - if one of the kids is sick, I don't write that day. Too sunny to stay indoors? I grab my netbook, the kids, and we're off to the park. If I want to take a break, I can. My husband is the main breadwinner in our household, by a mutual agreement. Is this anti-feminist of me? Perhaps. But it allows me to do what I want most - write AND be a mother - and that is what I prize above all.
I view my writing as my passion. While I'm working on freelancing, I'm also working on my first novel on the side. So what does my typical day look like? Playing with my kids, snuggling with them, walks in the park, hard work and indulging in my creative side. What's not to love?