SAHM or WOHM or WTF, let’s all just LOL

Ah, The Mommy Wars. They are alive and well, aren’t they? And while there are no direct casualties, I think we can all agree that the collateral damage is pretty substantial.

I’ve been reading a couple of chapters of Leaning In every time I jog on a treadmill, and I think Sheryl Sandberg does a good job of highlighting some of the prominent issues that women in the workplace face. (I figure it’s a good read for any woman, working or not.) As much good as I think she does in there, I have to think.. Isn’t some of this just common sense?

First and foremost: I think each woman is wired differently, and trying to lump any and all women together is almost certain doom. And while I’ll be the first to say that I’d have difficulty being a Stay at Home Mom, I don’t think that I’m entirely incapable of it. Much like a Stay at Home Mom could eventually find herself at ease in the workforce. No matter how different women may be, I think we’re all adaptive.

Before I had the baby, I was approached by a lady who was asking me about my due date, gender, blah blah blah. Then she asked me what I was going to do with the baby after he was born. I didn’t think I understood her question, so I asked her to clarify, and indeed, she was wondering about my child care plans. I told her that Vinnie would be attending the same (loving) daycare that Tony had been in since he was three months old.

She stared at me in shock. “I don’t think I could do that,” she said. “I just love my baby too much to leave him in daycare.”

I was so taken aback by the comment that I stared at her. But here’s what I was thinking:

“Oh, you do? Lucky kid. I only marginally like my kids.”
“We’ve got a labrador retriever, and they’re pretty smart. I guess we could teach her to dial 9-1-1 and have her keep the baby.”
“Funny thing: we like to pay our bills. And our mortgage company wouldn’t really understand if I said we couldn’t pay our mortgage anymore because I love my kid too much for daycare.”

Since I’ve been on the receiving end of this love before, I’m rarely shocked by the sentiment anymore. But I’m constantly disappointed that it’s still out there. Because honestly, even if we could survive off of one income – and stomach the sacrifices it would take to do that – I don’t think that I would stop working. I love having an identity outside of Mommy, and I don’t think that makes me less of a Mom. If anything, I’m able to really, seriously, have focused and undivided time with my kids.

Because these things tend to go both ways, I’ve tried to watch my judgement of SAHMs. There are days, days where the office is a tough environment, days where I don’t get to see my kids during their waking hours, and those days make me wish I was a SAHM. Jealousy breeds contempt, and I’d see posts in my Facebook feed of moms rejoicing that the kids were back in school, leaving them alone and unoccupied for hours at a time. I’d give anything to have that life, I’d think. They don’t even know how easy they have it.

But I know! I know it’s not easy! Dude, me being at home random days this summer with a newborn and a five year old had me PULLING MY HAIR OUT. It’s not easy! It’s downright difficult!

Moments like those make me think of how relative it all is. Look at like this: How many of you spent your 20s feeling like you were overweight and not good enough? The majority of us, right? And how often do you wistfully look back on those days and think Man, I didn’t spend NEARLY enough time naked? Cause I do. Often. Sarah-in-her-20s was a hottie who spent 10 years despising her body. YEAH, SPOILER ALERT, IT GETS WAY WORSE, SARAH-IN-HER-20S.

“Busy” is also relative, right? In my 20s, unmarried and childless, I thought I was Busy. All the time, busy. No one understood just how busy I truly was. Now I’m married with three kids and a more-than-full-time job PLUS a course load PLUS two (sometimes three) freelance gigs. I’m busier now in theory, but it still feels busy.

SAHM and WOHM are the same. They are both jobs that require copious hours, thankless days, and often very little immediate reward. A glass ceiling exists over both areas. We should be working together to break that glass.

I’m waving a white flag on the Mommy Wars, and sending over a dove carrying an olive branch. Because, man, I think the one thing we all can agree on is that we’re busy .. and we’re also tired.

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8 Responses to SAHM or WOHM or WTF, let’s all just LOL

  1. Brigitte September 10, 2013 at 2:45 pm #

    Your fourth-to-last paragraph is silly. For real. Every time I see a picture of you, or actually see you, I think, “Man, that Snarky Sarah looks so freakin’ good. And stylish and put-together and whatnot.” And then I’m seized with jealousy and think how I should make an effort and then think, Nope, too tired. Too tired to even try.

  2. Lisa September 10, 2013 at 3:07 pm #

    You’re much more level-headed about this than I am. This is one my rage points. My opinions are not nearly so diplomatic, so I’m just going to bookmark this to talk me down when I need it.

  3. Roberta September 10, 2013 at 3:22 pm #

    *Fistbump.* Being a mother has made me a million times less judgy of parenting choices. It’s ALL HARD. We are ALL TIRED. Let’s all hire sitters (or well-qualified Labs) and go to the Carribean for some uninterrupted sleep & cocktails.
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  4. Jessica September 10, 2013 at 5:24 pm #

    I think about this often. I am very fortunate to work from home for a company I love. I often forget that I am not a stay at home mom, but I honestly wasn’t the best stay at home mom. Yes, I would love to have afternoons to go to the pool or park, or whatever we wanted that day. But I love having a job. It makes me sharper and I feel better about myself. I enjoy being able to contribute my earnings to keep me from being resentful towards Chris’s money. So I am not to judge if a woman wants to stay home and work differently from me. To each there own!
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  5. Erica September 10, 2013 at 7:40 pm #

    I’m glad you posted this today, I swear I spent about two hours thinking to myself THERE IS NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING MORE MISERABLE THAN DEALING WITH A TODDLER ALL DAY EVERY DAY, but of course that isn’t true no matter how very true it feels. Anyway, I completely agree that every option is hard and making it feel harder for each other is a really bad use of our time. What’s (not at all) funny is, I think if you surveyed SAHM/WOHMs, both groups would say that they feel like they are the ones who are more judged for their choice. So everybody spends time feeling jealous and defensive and yes definitely tired.

    (Also, if it helps, there are maaaaaaaany of us who have almost zero alone/unoccupied hours.)
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  6. april September 11, 2013 at 7:08 am #

    I so could have written this post. I wish some days I was a SAHM but three hours into the evening routine and I don’t know that I could possibly do it. When I went back to work from S I was more than ready. I was feeling so isolated and lonely an even a little angry. When I went back from H, I was sad, as I felt I could have handled SAHM-ing so much better. Who knows if I could have.

    It’s all hard, and it’s all rewarding.
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  7. jen September 11, 2013 at 10:57 am #

    I’m a work-from-home new mom and my daughter goes to daycare. I can’t tell you how many people have commented “but you work from home! why is Miriam in daycare? can’t she stay at home with you?” I just respond that just because I’m home doesn’t mean I’m not working. Some days I wish she could be home and then on the days her daycare is closed, I wish I could get things done. It’s all hard!
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  8. Erica September 11, 2013 at 5:30 pm #

    Preach it!
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