Showing posts with label working mom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label working mom. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

We are just breakable girls and boys


This post has been in the works for about two years now, though I've thought about it every day since I wrote my last post about working moms nearly three weeks ago.

The main point of that post was that women who choose to continue working after having children should not feel guilty about making that choice -- nor should others make them feel bad for not staying at home with their children.

But there is a flip side to this coin, and unfortunately it is not as widely spoken about as supporting working mothers is.

Those who misinterpret the phrase "provider for the family" do a disservice to both men and women.

In cultures around the world, women have long been raised to believe that their place in a marriage -- and throughout their life -- is to raise children and take care of the home. This is definitely not a bad thing. In fact, my own mother taught me the importance of learning to take care of a home and of the joys that motherhood bring, and I am grateful for that.

However, the problem comes when girls are told that there's no need for them to get a degree or work toward an education because they won't need it as a wife and mother -- or, worse yet, that they should only pursue degrees or careers that will allow them to fulfill their most important goal of being a mother.

Unfortunately, there's no guarantee that every woman who wants to get married or have children will be able to. There's also no guarantee that every husband and father can immediately provide a steady income to support his wife and children. And he shouldn't have to shoulder that pressure alone.

I want my children to grow up believing that they can achieve whatever they want to achieve, regardless of their gender or the roles they think they need to fill. Here are a few of the things I will be teaching them:
  • Marriage is a partnership, and both the wife and the husband have a responsibility to contribute. If you and your husband have the income and flexibility to allow you to stay home with your children, that's wonderful. It works best for your family. If, on the other hand, your husband loses his job or is unable to adequately provide for you, making him feel guilty or refusing to help with income if you can -- whether it means taking a job or cutting back on costs -- is wrong. Assumed gender roles should never be used as an excuse or a cop-out.
  • Girls should pursue their career and education goals, regardless of their desire (or lack of desire) to be wives and mothers. It's sad that with the myriad opportunities available to women today in the workplace, there are still many who have been taught that getting a degree is unnecessary or that pursuing what they really love -- if it's not known for being "family-friendly" -- is wrong. Guess what. If you want to have kids AND become a rocket scientist, you can. You can do anything you want to do if you have the passion and commitment.
  • Boys should learn to respect ambitious girls and women and support them -- but they should not be taught that they're solely responsible for earning an income. I am grateful to have a husband who supports me in my career and understands that I need to contribute to our family. He has never made me feel like he expects me to stay at home with our children. I also never want him to feel stressed out because he is supposed to be the "provider" and make enough money to single-handedly pay our bills. Unfortunately, with an unstable job market and rising living costs, that kind of pressure can be absolutely crippling to fathers -- and unfair.
I respect friends who are staying home with their children and those who choose to continue working, and I'm grateful that I'm working in a world where women are becoming more and more respected every day, regardless of the path they choose. I just want to make sure my kids know who they can become, despite what other people tell them is possible.

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Working mom


Ever since we started telling people that I am expecting twins, we've had nothing but questions -- questions about how I'm feeling, whether I'm eating right, whether we've picked out names, whether we're buying a bigger car and whether we've read all the pregnancy books out there.

I expected the questions, and like every other milestone in my life, I welcome them. I know that people ask questions because they care and want to help. However, there's one question that I never know quite how to answer: Are you going back to work after they're born?

I actually do have a simple answer to this question -- yes -- and I tell everyone who asks that I plan to continue working. But then I feel like I have to justify my answer by telling them that Andrew is still in school, that I have excellent benefits with my current job that we can't afford to lose, that we need the extra income to be able to provide adequately for our babies.

I am tired of feeling like I have to explain my choice to go back to work, and I'm sure there are other women who feel the same way.

To be clear, I always wanted to be home with my kids and be there for them. My mom stayed home with us until my youngest brother was in kindergarten, and I have always admired her for that sacrifice. I knew that if I called her from school because I forgot my lunch, she would be there. I knew that if I got sick, she would come get me and make me chicken noodle soup and jello. I knew that when I rode the bus home from school, she would be there to ask about my day.

I want my kids to have the same loving, dependable mom -- but I also want my company to have the same hard-working, dependable Lindsay.

It hasn't always been this way. Not that long ago, I came home in tears every night from a job that was completely wrong for me. I am embarrassed to say that I welcomed the thought of having children simply because it meant I would have an excuse to leave that job (and the workforce) until they were grown.

Nearly three years later, I am happier than I've ever been. I wake up every morning with a sense of purpose. I know people count on me to write, to edit, to publish content -- and they are reading the things that I write. I absolutely love my job, I love the people I work with, and I love feeling like I've finally found a place where I belong. I know my job matters and makes a difference, and it's an incredible blessing.

I've never been quick to form friendships, and it's caused quite a bit of heartache as the people I thought were friends moved in and out of my life. At my company, I have more than 50 close friends I know I can trust and confide in, and I've built lasting relationships that I don't want to lose.

Am I aware that things will change when I welcome two tiny babies into the world in a few months? Of course! But I am willing to balance things in my life, as is Andrew, and I'm willing to work equally hard at raising children and becoming even better at my job.

Life is about to get really hard, but I know that I'm making the right choice for myself and my family, regardless of what others expect me to do.

I'm about to become a working mom by choice. I'm ready for the challenge.