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Xantippe
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You wouldn’t.I guess I see it this way: I worked very, very hard and put in a lot of time and hard work to go as far as I could, and I’m still working. **I would find it upsetting to be told that I could just quit everything and be a “full time mom” and I would get just as much credit for it. **Um…no, I worked hard to get here and did things not everyone can do. Given the right circumstances, almost anyone can be a SAHM. The same principle applies to men. Engineers, plumbers, doctors, nurses, everyone has to work hard to get there and then work to stay current and be competent enough to get and keep a job that will support a family. I think I would rather tell working spouses “Hey, that’s great that you’re able to do that for your family” and complement a SAHM on her kids/home/cooking/volunteer work than pretend that what she’s doing comparable.
Don’t worry about that.
When/if you have children of your own, you’ll feel differently. Here’s a piece to get you started talking about the logistics of two career families:
blog.penelopetrunk.com/2016/02/17/open-letter-to-the-guy-who-refuses-to-be-the-sole-breadwinner/
I don’t agree with every single word (and PT can be a bit of a nut), but as an experienced working mother, PT understands the logistics really well.
I’ll add to that piece that when you have a child with special needs in the family (and special needs children are quite common), it becomes well-nigh impossible to have two “big” jobs in the family and do an adequate job taking care of the children. When you have a special needs child, you’re not off the hook even when kids go off to school. Stuff keeps happening that is not compatible with full-time employment.
My oldest child is high functioning autistic, which we only discovered when she was a 1st grader and for quite a while, she had a habit of walking into doorways, falling out of chairs, throwing pencils and forks points first, and creating disturbances at school. The next two years were absolutely harrowing. But I read a shelf-full of books, I read stuff online and talked to people online, I worked with my child’s teachers and psychologists, I took her to several different kinds of therapy, I studied and practiced positive reinforcement and within two years, we’d turned a corner. 7 years later, I have a lovely and accomplished daughter who is like normal–just better.
I did that, and I’m prouder of that than of anything I’ve ever done–not my MA, not my time in the Peace Corps (“the toughest job you’ll ever love”), not anything. And nobody is going to give me a trophy for that, because almost nobody in my real life knows that about me.