Moms, feeling guilty about being at work? Don't. One dad says "you're not missing much!"
Daddy with a Mouth: Since I'm currently in between jobs and my wife works full time, it made total sense for us to pull our toddler out of day care and for me to stay home with him. Though the transition from being in working/breadwinning/manly man mode to the temper tantrum/constant snacks/diaper savvy mentality wasn't easy, within a few weeks I got the hang of it (I think). The hardest part of being at home with a toddler full time is coming up with stuff to do all the while keep him on his (g*d damn) schedule. I usually try to get out of the house before 10 so that he doesn't fall asleep in the car and so that I can be back by 11:30 to give him lunch and put him down for his nearly three hour nap (please people, I need that three hour nap!!). So last week, after exhausting all the regular haunts (the park, the duck pond, the library, the market, etc.) I decided that I'd do what I figured other SAHM's do: Go to the mall.
First of all, the stores don't even open until 10 AM, so it's no wonder that the majority of the people there are moms. At one end of the mall, I saw literally a herd of mommies all in a circle. They were clearly a part of some exercise group because they all had resistance bands in their hands. Look, I applaud them for working out (most of them looked a little thick), but a) aren't they embarrassed to be doing crunches on the floor in front of Nordstrom (which hasn't even opened yet, btw!) and b) they're so busy trying to tighten their asses, they have completely forgotten about their kids! Literally as the women count to 30, their kids are screaming and having fits; some are throwing cheerios, others are throwing their bottles - it's utter chaos. So instead of doing something active and healthy with their children, (like you working moms dream of doing), they are completely ignoring them and might as well have them in day care.
At the other end of the mall, you've got the moms that have been up since 5 AM and are ready to pull their hair out. They're all sitting around the germ infested play area as their little ones run around and climb on the virus and plague-infested slide. But instead of actually playing WITH their children, like you working moms once again dream of doing, they are catching up on gossip with one another and obsessively looking at their clocks and towards Nordstrom to see when in fact it will effing open!
The point is, I know we all like to praise SAHMs and talk about how hard their job is (which I know first hand it is) and how much they devote to their children -- but the truth is, being at home doesn't necessarily mean you are giving more and spending more quality time with your children. Bottom line, don't feel guilty. From what I've seen, you're not missing much!
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