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Does being a mom mean losing your identity?

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Working mom, dad caring for babyBlogging Baby has had a few posts on stay-at-home parents of late, but I want to follow up on Jen Creer's excellent post on being a working mom and, in particular, on two commenters: one who wrote about how people seem to think intelligent women devolve into drooling idiots once they stay home with a baby all day, and one who subtly attacked women who choose to work.

I am a woman who, six years ago, gave up a professional career to stay home with my kids full-time, and it was both the best and worst decision I ever made. It was the best decision in that I truly think it was better for my kids for me to be home with them while they were small. It was good for me, too, to spend those years devoting myself to their needs; there are lessons to be learned from learning to let go of yourself to care for someone else.

But it was also the worst decision I ever made in other respects. The ground I lost career-wise would take me years to make up, if I decided I wanted to return to work in the field of software project management. Over the past six years alone, I’ve given up over $420,000 in personal income - not counting benefits like insurance, 401K matching, and stock options. The decision to stay home has made me financially dependent, for now, upon my husband, and although we have a solid relationship and I love him deeply, I dislike having this financial imbalance in our relationship. Because I quit working, we have no savings to speak of, and we have yet to buy a house.

Perhaps even more importantly, I gave up a huge piece of myself when I became a SAHM. I lost a big chunk of “me” - the me who was an independent working girl, who was respected by her peers and coworkers, the me who was very talented at her job and who loved the challenge of managing complex projects to a satisfactory completion. I traded negotiating deadlines and features with business and marketing managers for negotiating whose turn it is to play Xbox or who had the purple crayon first. And, I must confess, I do not always find the latter intellectually stimulating.

I can echo the sentiments of the commenter to Jen’s post. When a professional woman becomes a stay-at-home mom, she loses a tremendous amount of “perceived value”. People don’t view you the same way when you reply, “Oh, I stay home with the kids”, to the perennial question, “So, what do you do?” Stay-at-home moms, in my experience, are seen as are far less interesting than project managers, software engineers, lawyers or neurosurgeons.

Jen was responding to reader “Debbie”  on this post of Jay’s, who commented, “I think kids are an absolute joy and it boggles my mind to think that people would have children and then choose to hand them off to somebody else to raise and enjoy.” What really got me about this comment was that in the same comment, Debbie said, “I agree that women should have a choice in whether they stay home or work outside the home after having kids. But what really makes me sad is when women who don’t HAVE to work outside the home do so anyway. I feel so very fortunate that my husband makes enough money to allow me to be home and raise our children.”

What I find sad about this comment is the assumption that women are somehow more obligated than men to want to stay home and raise babies. Debbie notes that she is fortunate enough to have a husband (who works, presumably) who makes enough money for her to stay at home. I wonder, do Debbie and other stay-at-home moms who feel this way look at their husbands and negatively judge them for going to work? Do they say to their husbands, “You know, honey, I just find it so sad that you’d rather go to work all day than stay home changing poopy diapers and building block towers. So sad that you don’t care enough about our kids to be there for every burp and toddle. I guess I’m just a better parent than you are.”?

Because, of course, underlying this comment (and I’m not picking on just Debbie here, as a SAHM I’ve heard this a LOT from other SAHMs at playgroups and other things we SAHMs do to fill the space of the day), is the implication that SAHMs are somehow better, more caring parents than moms who choose to work. Not the ones who have to work of course, no, we should just pity them. But the ones who work even though they could afford to stay home? How dare they? How dare they have any desire outside the desire to take care of their babies? The nerve of them!

Although I am glad to have had the past six years to devote to my kids, and I am tremendously grateful that we had the income to allow me to make that choice, I am very glad to have made the choice to return to work. I need to work for my own sanity. I need to work for the intellectual stimulation. I need to work because I love writing and creative work almost as much as I love my husband and children. I need to work, because I need to work. Period. And I am a better mother to my kids when I am meeting my own needs as well.

This time around, I have found a better way to make a balance - by using my professional writing background to forge a career working at home. This works for me pretty well, although there are days when I’m trying to get work done in between the demands of housework and children, and nights when I’m still not done working at 1AM, when I think longingly of a nice, quiet office where I could work uninterrupted. But on the balance, I enjoy being here with my kids and fitting my work in around them, and because I am also homeschooling I need to be home during the day.

In addition to my job writing for Weblogs, Inc., I have other writing irons in the fire that will, I think, end up making me substantially more income than I gave up six years ago. Income that will allow us to loosen our tight spending belts a notch, to save money for the kids’ college educations, to buy a house and to bolster our sagging finances. But more than all the financial aspects, I’m glad to be working again for ME. I feel like I’ve found my old self again, the self that had interests and intellectual pursuits outside the day-to-day drudgery of endless dishes and laundry and diaper changes. I’ve found the old me again and, I must say, it’s good to have her back.

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