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Full-Time Mom! Really??

I have a problem with the term “full-time mom”. The meaning of the phrase that i found online is, a mother who doesn't have a job and spends all her time looking after children. In this definition is the emphasis on the fact that she doesn't have a job or on the latter part of the sentence? When a woman decides to have a baby doesn't she become a mother from that exact moment? And if she decides to work after having a baby does she stop being a mother the time she goes to work? 

Now that I have a baby the one main thing a lot of people want to know is if i am working. And when I answer in the negative, the majority is appalled. A popular reason being, “A master’s degree down the drain”, “ You aren't housewife material” etc. Other reactions include disdain and even despair because “ What do you do all day at home? Don't you need a break from the baby? Don't you get bored? How can you put up with all the cooking, cleaning, crying, feeding etc etc?”






But hey when I decided to have a baby I was aware that my responsibility didn't end with bringing her to the world. Infact stuff began there. And unless I did things right…. er…  ok I don't have an alternative. More than all that I can't imagine missing out on all the firsts or the seconds and the thirds. Yeah, I am unapolegitically sentimental when it comes to her. 



Of course there are times when I am anxious for a career that’s as good as “not happening” and more importantly when friends and friends of friends and their acquaintances seem to be going places with their respective careers or literally, like on a holiday or party hopping. But then I have my priorities and right now its my baby. I bow to moms who can manage it all but I am confident I won’t do well as a part- time mom. Oh sorry! should I say part- time employee or full- time employee?? And now I am puzzled. Told you, not very good at multi- tasking. I only seem to know how to have a blast - at home with my baby. 

Comments

geozzak said…
Let me know when ur book gets published! Ill buy :)
Loved reading ur writes
Unknown said…
You are such a boost to my ego Geo. I'll make sure yours is the first name on the credits of my book :)
Unknown said…
Good one Radhika! Totally agree with you on this :)

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