Anonymous wrote:A friend told me if you are doing great at work you are peobabling failing at home or if you are kicking ass at home then you are probably failing at work. You can’t both at the same time.
Anonymous wrote:Ugh I had a work from home day where my kid talked during the quick second where I was un muted. Of course you are not allowed to have kids at home when working.
I was also the only mother who didn’t show up at the Mother’s day celebration at school (I didn’t realize it was an elaborate thing) so I didn’t take off. My husband told me about how nice it was like 4 times.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:DH is deployed and I could not get to my son’s preK graduation. His former nanny (now a close family friend) was there and made it a big deal for my son. So everything was fine... except two days later, three mothers made it a point to tell me how wonderful our former nanny was and how great it is that my son has “someone he can rely on”. Talk about a knife in my heart.
Ugh what a dreadful thing to say to you. Probably didn’t come out how they meant, but still!
That's totally how they meant it. I would have just rolled my eyes at them or if particularly inspired, told them to stuff it.
OP, I travel a lot for work and of course can relate. Someone has to bring the bacon and health insurance home. I also happen to really like my job, which must be the biggest sin of a working mother, according to the Sanctimommy Society. But guess what: your kid will be perfectly fine and there is absolutely no reason for you to feel guilty. Learning that sometimes mom is busy is a good life lesson!
Anonymous wrote:A friend told me if you are doing great at work you are peobabling failing at home or if you are kicking ass at home then you are probably failing at work. You can’t both at the same time.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:DH is deployed and I could not get to my son’s preK graduation. His former nanny (now a close family friend) was there and made it a big deal for my son. So everything was fine... except two days later, three mothers made it a point to tell me how wonderful our former nanny was and how great it is that my son has “someone he can rely on”. Talk about a knife in my heart.
Ugh what a dreadful thing to say to you. Probably didn’t come out how they meant, but still!