Dear Lady in the Chair Next to Me in the Salon,
So you're a "financial planner". Fine, you're well off, I can just roll my eyes.
Fine if "you can't work for someone else". Some of us don't have jobs that allow us to work outside of a system. Librarians for one...
But I can't just let "And I didn't want to let someone else bring up my children" roll over me.
I'm a working mom and no one has brought up my kids but me.
Well, the Man HAS done his fair share.But I am mother--the center of their universe.
I'M the one who went through breast feeding failure and bottle feeding--and felt guilty over it, at least with SC.
I'M the one who was up in the middle of the night with their teething and their fevers.
I'M the one who dealt with food jags, toilet training and every other toddler/preschool crisis.
I'M the one helping them with their homework and those crazy school projects.
I'M the one who wipes away their tears and tries to make things all better--even though I can't sometimes.
They loved their daycare providers and preschool teachers and I'm glad of it.
But I'M the one who loves them best in the world. And they know that.
I'M bringing them up.
I take all the credit if there is any.And I also take all the blame.
Sincerely,
The Library Lady
(whose work makes it possible for kids of WAHM/SAHM like you to have story hour)