On a personal note…

I want to share that after 90 consecutive days without a babysitter, the kids are back in “school” once more.  This means I have eight whole hours a week of luxurious ME time again.  For fancy things like grocery shopping and showering and writing.


I have been thinking a lot lately about the differences between working-motherhood and  stay-at-home-motherhood.  And about doing both at the same time.  Which I, and many of my friends, are attempting.

I have nothing enlightening to share on the topic, but I have been thinking.

What’s hard about “having it all”  is that you never ever ever ever devote yourself to anything you do. Never fully. If you are a stay-at-home-author, this means that you never devote yourself to your writing.

Not easy.

And it’s strange for me, at this weird and wonderful professional moment in my life.  Suddenly having opportunities I must turn down (events I cannot do, deadlines I cannot commit to, etc) makes me very aware of how much my professional life is compromised by my parenting.

But  also how often my parenting is compromised by my professional life (as when I have to turn on the TV to take a phone call).  Maybe if I made enough $$$ to justify a real nanny, and a work-space of my own, this would feel different. But for now, for me, writing time is naptime. And the “office” is full of duplo blocks.

Please understand that I do NOT mean to complain. I’m the luckiest woman in the world. With the two careers I most wanted. I’m blessed and happy and if there are boogers on my keyboard and peanut butter in my cleavage, it’s a small price to pay.

But still, I’m happy about my eight hours a week.

Delighted about my eight hours a week!

Today, I wasted all four of them.

It was delicious.

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3 Responses to “On a personal note…”

  1. Talia Says:

    I teach 8th grade English–for the first time, as I just graduated last spring–and I love, love, love the 8 hours that I get to be outside of the house. And although my day is quite fully scheduled to give 6 “matinee” performances a day, I love it. And it makes me love coming home to the inside walls that I call my house even more.

    But I know what you mean. I have to make a decision on Friday afternoons when I pack up to head home if I am going to come back to organize and plan,if I’m going to be taking lesson planning materials and papers to grade home with me, or if I’m going to leave it all at work. These things I wouldn’t consider if I was single…but I’m not complaining either.

  2. My Semblance of Sanity Says:

    You sound JUST like ME in this post!

    This year is the first time ALL THREE of mine will be in school. After 11 years of being an at-home mom with kids in the house, I am not sure what to do with myself when I have 6 hours A DAY to myself!

    I vow to write, get skinny, write, get skinny, LOL!!!

  3. Donna Gephart Says:

    Any person who mentions “boogers on my keyboard” and “peanut butter in my cleavage” is my kind of person! It seems we share an uber-wonderful agent and the same angst about parenting and writing. Stop over at my blog and say hello.

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