For the past four years of motherhood I’ve identified as a working mom. I spent two years on the hamster wheel of commuting drop-offs and pick-ups, pumping breaks and packing lunches. Those years broke me in many ways until I started building in ways for us to rest and to bond as a family.
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Half his life is gone in a blur. Time I won’t get back, but in some ways got to experience more fully because we were all home. Two years spent more or less together all of the time. The three of us side by side, at the mercy of the needs of our team. His formative years surrounded by the vocabulary of our tech jobs and transportation terminology. He’s been there in the background for most of our meetings, even stealing the spotlight with some toddler level insight a time or two.
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Today marks five years since the release of The Force Awakens but around here it feels like a nonstop Rise of The Resistance.
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I wasn’t prepared to hold both these titles simultaneously. But here we are. And I’m doing my best at juggling them both.
Whenever I daydreamed as a child it was for two different visions of what life might look like. Either I wanted to be just like my dad and work with computers ever day, or just like my mom, patiently teaching us at home and helping us grow. As a member of a single-income household, it didn’t cross my mind as an option to be a working (outside-the-home) mother. That life, in a way, chose me.
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I went to therapy for six months. It definitely should have been longer or at least started sooner. The price of those mere twenty visits was $2,500.
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