I am a Stay at Home Mother and I am Surprised


Every now and then I read something awesome about a mother reclaiming herself from the expectations of motherhood and pursuing her dreams and I am surprised that I don’t feel the same way.

I read about the lack of mental stimulation, the mind numbing domesticity and all the things that you just put on the back burner until you have a teeny bit of space left to even think about getting to it. And it’s all true. I don’t tend to have overly intellectually stimulating conversations with the children. They have extremely short attention spans. Having to tidy up the same patch of living area one million times a day is boring as all hell. And there are all kinds of things I put off because making babies is time limited and other things are far less so.

But frankly, I never expected to stay home. I expected to go back to work. And I didn’t really expect to like it either. Let’s be clear I don’t like tidying up or washing the dishes five million times a day or changing toddler nappies (baby nappies aren’t so bad. Toddler nappies are on a new level) or being asked ‘But why?!’ 570 times per day. Or having to be patient through yet another meltdown for no good reason at all.

But somehow I do like it and I don’t want to go back to work or go back to study. Admittedly I kind of live in the worst of both worlds territory where I do work from home. And when I think about being able to work in an office without the kids pulling at me, or yelling at me or asking me for food I do get a little bit nostalgic because that was pretty awesome.

You’d think that preschool days would be my favourite, but they actually aren’t. Riley loves it and I think it’s good practice for starting school and she’s making friends and they do all kinds of creative things that I would never get around to. But I don’t love those days. My favourite days are when we are all home together and I’m not working, or at least I get it out of the way nice and early. And we can just be. Sometimes I sit in the sun and they play outside. Sometimes we cook in the kitchen. Or sometimes they do their own thing while I potter about.

But I don’t feel like it’s holding me back from something I want to do. And I find that surprising. I suppose it’s best not to ask myself too many questions about that. I get asked enough questions as it is.

The War on Mess

This morning’s vlog is brought to you buy a war that I am pretty sure I am losing. It’s not pretty. And finding a spot in the house that didn’t look like a disaster zone was the most creative I’m likely to be all day.

The One Where the Chaos Manager Falters

Every now and then there is something in the air. Naomi vlogged it and Eden blogged it. And now, I in my own blathering way will say something about it.
It never ceases to amaze me just how much time it takes to keep a house in order with kids. I read an excerpt from one of those newspapers – you know the bit where cranky people write in and rant? I always think those people should just get a blog, already. But anyway, it was a person without children wondering how stay at home mothers could struggle to get everything done because childfree people go to work and do the dishes, washing, keep the house clean etc. Dubious argument I think because that time you are at work, is time you are not home making a mess. If I’ve cleaned the house the easiest way to keep it clean is to go out for the day.

It turns out it takes a lot of work. And although I like to have a relaxed attitude to housework and appearance. I don’t want to be one of those creepy people lining up hand towels like in Sleeping with the Enemy. But still, I like the house to look a certain way. I like to have things in their place. I like to feel on top of the vicious washing cycle.

I also like to have quality time playing with the kids. Not just how long do I have to play this game before I can go back to cleaning the house / writing a blog / wasting time on twitter. But actual time. Focused time.

And then I have a blog and there’s facebook and twitter and google plus and then there’s all the freelance work as well. And suddenly, I’m not doing anything well and I’m overwhelmed.

I wrote out a whole plan this morning about what I should be doing. The cruel universe caused me to lose that file when the computer ran out of battery power. I’m going to choose not to take that as a sign. But basically, that plan showed me how I don’t really have that much time, even with Riley in preschool. My days are pretty full with the work of a stay at home mother. And housework is a big part of that. I want to create a warm family environment, and that starts with housework.

Tonight I deleted 50% of the blogs I follow in my reader because it was overwhelming and I wasn’t reading anything because there was just too much. And I might blog a little bit less and be slightly less of a social media addict.

Because my life isn’t about being vaguely witty and amusingly ironic.Ok, it is a little bit. But more than anything, my role as a stay at home mother has to be the most important thing. I need to feel like I’m doing it well. Doing it well means I need my time, I need time out, but I also need to look after my nest.

Going Solo


I’ve done working in the office, I’ve done working at home, I’ve done working in the office and at home and I’ve even done two work from home jobs at once for a dizzying couple of months. But at the end of next week, I’ll no longer be working. Except for freelance. Because multiple irons in the fire is my thing. Which has the benefit of having about two months to get myself organised for the jellybean and spend my very last alone time with the Googy. Which is a very good thing. I’ve got skirting boards to paint, cupboards to clean out, a baby blanket to crochet and a whole heap of shopping to do. I know, it sucks to be me.

I can’t help but feel that I’m losing a very good excuse for the house looking like a disaster zone. Before I could always say, ‘dude! I work and look after a toddler’ and that was usually enough to silence any discussion about my rampant undomesticness. I guess I’ll have to work on a new excuse now. Better put that at the top of my to do list.

But before I do that. I think I’ll embrace at least a couple of weeks of pure slothdom. Because I have a feeling that with a baby on the way, my days of even occasional slothlike behaviour are well and truly behind me.

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Life in Minutiae


The great thing about friends you speak to often or friends you have known for a really long time is that you can speak about your life in tiny details and it doesn’t bore them to tears. Or at least, they pretend it doesn’t, because you listen to their details as well. Which is just as good. The problem with speaking to friends who you’ve been out of touch with for awhile is that it’s hard to jump into that puddle of minute detail without sounding like a moron who has no life.

At the moment my life is all detail. It’s the morning when I’m kissing Riley’s cheeks in bed before we get up for porridge and she put both hands on my cheeks and says “I Love You”, It’s her dancing a jig to the most annoyng TV show on the planet – Yo Gabba Gabba, it’s me actually managing to get some dishes done, it’s the sweet delicious silence in the shower, it’s brutalising my hands pulling up floor and feeling good about it because I can see the boxed floorboards in the corner and I know it will be worth it.

And the tapering off in the blogging is a bit like that. I’ve gotten out of the habit of divulging my details in all their glory and now I feel awkward about doing so, like the whole thing is a big waste of time, because who really wants to hear about another day where I didn’t do the dishes, got stressed out and didn’t cut the monkey’s hair? Well I know the answer to that. Me. But it doesn’t mean I don’t feel a bit like a fish out of water doing it.

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The Thin Line of Busy


There’s a thin line between good busy and freaking crazy busy. A very thin line. Which I have been walking this week, but not doing it very well, at all.

I like being busy. It suits me. Mostly.

I have a part-time job. A part-time job that I’m finishing up in a couple of months. I was planning on not working at all. Until a completely delicious offer came my way which I really, really wanted. It might be a part-time thing but it’s the kind of thing that I daydreamed about doing when I was 18. So there was no way I wasn’t grabbing hold of it. But there will be some overlap. So for the next two months I will be doing two part-time jobs and attempting not to lose my mind in the process.

I’m thinking about getting a cleaner or a babysitter to help me out in the cross-over period so that my house doesn’t start to resemble a bomb shelter of some kind. On the other hand, I’ve realised something since I’ve been cruelly separated from my MacBook. Still no word on when I’m getting it back. On the one hand, it’s harder to get work done without it. Riley likes to be on my level and that’s difficult when I’m sitting at a computer desk. But I have noticed that I’m getting through a lot more without it. Apparently sitting on the couch in front of the tv with my laptop creates some kind of Bermuda triangle vortex of lost time. It’s just too easy to lose time on facebook/twitter/whatever but not actually be doing anything. Somehow, when I don’t enter the vortex I can do two jobs, clean the house, do the shopping and entertain a toddler.

And while I’m dying to tell everyone what the new job is, I’ll wait until everything is official, official and then I’ll spill the beans.

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Guest Post @ Hobo Mama


I’m guest posting today at Hobo Mama. You can check it out here: Work, Identity and Staying at Home.

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Childhood is a Bad Bet


That’s the assertion made by Elisabeth Badlinter in her new book, discussed in this article. The idea being that it’s a bit of a waste for a parent to sacrifice every part of their life for a child, given that we live for an average of 85 years and childhood is temporary. Her theory is that women get their life back by any means necessary – formula, childcare, whatever it takes – and get back to enjoying their life with a drink and a cigarette. And while I do enjoy both drinking and smoking, I do not concur with Ms Badlinter.

If you feel resentful about a sacrifice, it’s not a sacrifice. If you are continually listing all the things you are missing out on, you are not making a sacrifice. You’ve just made a bad choice, but it’s not a sacrifice. To my mind, a sacrifice is giving up something freely and willingly for something far more important.

If you don’t want your life to change, then don’t have children. Because they will change your life, regardless of whether you choose to breastfeed or bottle-feed, co-sleep or not, or use childcare instead of staying at home.

I have to say, I didn’t really relate to this article at all. Although Megan did and she raises some really interesting points here. And what Badlinter is saying is not that outlandish really. A whole swag of experts encourage women to maintain their relationship with their partner as the primary relationship, children are temporary etc. etc. And while I absolutely agree that doing things for yourself is important, and doing things with your partner just as a couple is also important, I tend to see things the other way around. Childhood IS temporary, so why would I want to miss out on it? They’re babies for such a tiny amount of time really so why outsource them and miss out on all the fun stuff?

I like being at home. If I had a choice between my pre-baby recreational activities and what we do now. I’d choose what we do now. I loved breastfeeding her. And if anything it made my life easier, rather than harder. I didn’t have to get out of bed in the middle of the night (hello co-sleeping), I didn’t have to sterlise anything and I didn’t have to take bottles and formula with us when we left the house. Both me and my husband loved co-sleeping with her. Sometimes I still go in and get her from her room so she can sleep with us. I like that our life has changed in a really big way. My husband and I have more quality time as a family because we are both not working full-time. It’s a better lifestyle for us this way.

As Megan said in her article there is plenty of time during the day for other interests – and there’s never been a block of time that I couldn’t fill up with some project or other. Whether it be working, house renovation, writing, reorganising, cooking or crocheting. But I also knew early on that I wasn’t going to feel like I was missing something by staying at home with her. Not everyone is the same of course, which is the benefit of all of those hard-won choices we now have.

And I can’t help feeling like the ideas put forward by Badlinter are antiquated. There are more choices than simply staying at home or being a high-powered career woman. You can also work from home, stay at home, work outside the home part-time, work full-time out of the home or any manner of different options. Motherhood isn’t oppressing women, the idea that we all have to fit nicely into the box of ‘earth mother’ or ‘career woman’ might be.

Unleash the Control Freak


This year I want to get organised. And not just with the big stuff, with all the little details as well. But I suppose if I could get on top of the little stuff, the big stuff would follow. Control freakdom is creepy that way.

Now, my inner perfectionist may be dead, but my inner control freak never dies, she just lies (almost) dormant and often passes judgement on everything.My inner control freak is in league with my inner Virgo, who is often (and easily) enraged by the piles of washing, the undone dishes and the general lack of systems that make for a messy house and a messy mind.

While I wouldn’t necessarily want to live under their benevolent dictatorship, I think I could definitely benefit from at least a little control freakiness. The excuses challenges are these:

1) I live with a small hurricane of destruction (commonly known as a toddler) who rips into everything with a joyful abandon

2) I have too much going on (house painting, furniture re-organising, work, chores, toddler entertaining and sometimes I even have to take the time to feed myself so I should probably get on top of meal planning too – you do the math)

3) Anything resembling a rigid system doesn’t work because there are days when Riley literally needs me every waking minute (and some of the sleeping ones as well) and other days where she’s quite happy entertaining herself and will only grace me with her presence at meal times. And really isn’t that the whole idea of me being home in the first place? That on those days where she really needs some TLC I am there?

So you see? A little control freak would go along way. Only the control freak doesn’t do little, or flexible for that matter. She’s an all or nothing kind of girl. The Virgo totally gets her. The pragmatist in me thinks they’re both pretty delusional. But the control freak and the Virgo tend to think that the pragmatist has a standards problem.

The situation as it currently stands is: I have a few painted walls, and need a whole lot more if I ever want to get the floors done. I’ve made a good dent in my home office re-organisation and that just needs some fine tuning. House is clean, but in general disarray.

Before I had a few of the new demands I was able to do pretty much everything using the flylady system. I like the principle of it because it’s about developing good habits and doing things in 15 minute batches – which works great when you’ve got a little person to consider. But this was before home renovation and blogging. So I used to be able to spend a bit of time in the evening doing a few chores, whereas now I’m more likely to blog instead.

I’m great at budgeting. I think I should use the same system for my scheduling. So I’ll have to schedule in the non-negotiables: work, Riley and basic house cleaning and then figure out how much extra time that gives me for the other desperately needed but not absolutely necessary projects.

In an attempt to develop something resembling accountability one of my next posts will get specific about how I plan on doing this.

Control freak and Virgo are rubbing their hands with glee at the prospect and shooting death stares at the Pragmatist, who seems to look vaguely ill.

SAHM Setting the Women’s Movement Back?

I am so glad that I subscribed to the comments at PhD in Parenting’s article  - Dr. Phil Stay-at-home mom vs. working mom show because if I hadn’t I would have missed out an an a really interesting debate. And that’s one of the things I love about Annie’s blog is it almost always sparks intense debate, and there’s nothing I love more than a good debate.
Caroline’s comment sparked a big reaction, but I didn’t comment (yet!) I had so many ideas about it that I thought I could only do it justice in a whole (lengthy) post. Caroline also further commented here and here.

Firstly, she asserts that no-one needs to have children. I couldn’t agree more. If you don’t want to have children, you definitely shouldn’t. Don’t worry it gets alot more controversial.

Her second point was that employers bend over backwards to accommodate parents, but aren’t so flexible when it comes to non-parents (such as her example of taking leave for a year to do charity work).

Here’s where our opinion’s begin to diverge. I can’t comment on where Caroline is from, although it’s obvious from her comments that it’s either Canada or the United States. I can’t speak to the situation in those countries, but in Australia this is not the case. At my workplace, in certain situations you are entitled to maternity/paternity leave, but you are also entitled to up to 1 year unpaid leave for any reason. In addition, our Government offers a maternity payment for lower income families. However, I think it’s important to note that the Government payment is to do with encouraging people to return to work, rather than losing a good portion of the female workforce and is a Government policy decision. And yes, non-parents aren’t entitled to paid leave (in Australia maternity paid leave is 12 weeks and an additional unpaid period of 1 year), however, non-parents are much more likely to be eligible for long service leave (2-3 months) after 10 years of service. Effectively it is unlikely that parents who choose to stay at home would ever be entitled to this.

When I returned to work (part-time at home and one day in the office) I was given a flexible arrangement. However, anyone parent or not is entitled to apply for this and in addition it was less to do with accommodating me and more to do with my employer recognising the additional work involved in training somebody new with my niche skills.

I think that the flexible arrangements offered to parents including paid leave/unpaid leave/working from home are more to do with the importance placed on return to work by the Government than a sense of entitlement by parents. I firmly believe that if you have the requisite skills, anyone can secure the flexible arrangement they are looking for.

Thirdly, there is a concern that parents get time off for childrens’ activities/sickness while other workers pick up the slack

Again, I can only speak of the situation in Australia but all workers are given the same amount of sick leave. The benefit of parents with flexible arrangements is that if you have the ability to work from home you can do so, even if your child is sick.

And this is the one I have the most problems with: Sons of SAHM tend to have more sexist views towards women and daughters of SAHM tend to be less ambitious and feel less capable than boys. In one of her later comments, Caroline says that this is supported by empirical evidence, but doesn’t quote it so unfortunately I wasn’t able to check it out. This is also the reason she uses for arguing that anecdotal evidence is insufficient to refute this claim.

I read a great guest post on Raising My Boychick on the negative messages that can be sent to children when they are raised in a traditional environment, where the mother does all the nappy changing, cuddling, feeding and looking after. And I am in no doubt that if this was the case in ALL families, then this point would have some merit.

I’m going to persist with the anecdotal evidence anyway, because I can. I was raised by a stay at home mother (at least up until the point that we were in school) as was my brother. Once we were in school our parents divorced and my brother lived with my dad and his wife, and I lived with my mum (when I was around 7 or 8 and my brother about 5 or 6). I am one of the most ambitious people you are likely to meet, and I certainly feel capable. As for my brother, I think (given we have a family with ALOT of women), that if anything being surrounded (even outnumbered) he is more respectful, not less.

Although I currently work, my daughter is not in childcare and I work mostly in our home and so I identify more as a stay at home mother, than a working mother. That being said, we may live in a traditional construct, but don’t have a traditional dynamic. I do the bulk of our home renovations. My husband does the dishes and the vacuuming (because I hate both). He is the primary breadwinner (even though I would have the higher salary if I worked full-time), but I do all the budgeting and primarily decide where the money is spent. He often takes annual leave from his work to take care of our daughter if childcare falls through.

Caroline argues that sexism stems from our capitalist society which places a higher premium on paid work than anything else. However, from what I’ve read in Unconditional Parenting, The Complete Secrets of Happy Children and Raising Girls it is not these external societal influences that are a determining factor but the relationship a father has with his children and with his wife or partner. If these societal pressures where indeed so strong all men born to lower income families would be less ambitious and feel less capable than men born to high income families.

But Wait! It Gets Even Worse

Children raised by SAHM have a sense of entitlement and a lack of worldliness. Unfortunately not even a SAHM mother could protect their children from the world – it’s called High School. As to the sense of entitlement, I get the feeling that this is a criticism that is too often based on the idea that it is possible to give children too much love, too much attention and that this somehow spoils them for life. Empirical evidence would say otherwise, that this in fact leads to greater leadership, independence and the forming of healthy relationships (see Alfie Kohn’s Unconditional Parenting for the studies)

Women can make the world a better place if more of us are in a position of power. I would argue that it is the whole construct of power and hierarchy that would need to be changed to make the world a better place.

How can a women be respected when her children see her serve a man and ask for an allowance instead of two people working as a team and equally contributing to chores, money, and parenting? In no way do I serve my husband and we do work as a team and equally contribute. My contribution to the money? Even should I stop working part-time? My contribution to that part of the equation is that I take care of all the budgeting, forecasting and planning. Given different people have different skill sets an equal contribution isn’t always 50/50 of each thing. We play to our strengths. And an allowance? That’s just offensive.

Being a hard worker and pulling yourself up by your bootstraps is noble and something to be admired. This is why working mothers get more respect from society and their children. This is why their children are better to deal with in the real world as adults than stay at home children. Stay-at-home moms must realize this at some level and this is why they tend to get upset and bent out of shape by working mothers.

I’m going to go out on a limb and say the reason that we get ‘bent out of shape’ is not that we have an intrinsic understanding of our own inferiority, but that you have here basically said that staying at home is not to be admired or respected, and that our children are kind of crap. If a child’s respect for his or her mother is dependent upon how much she earns then I would say there are bigger problems! Working can be over-idealised though. People work because they don’t have the financial capital to have other people work for them. So they sell the only thing they can – labour. It is great to have fulfilling work that you are passionate about and I fully support women who opt to return to the workforce after having children. But staying at home is not a holiday and from my personal experience it requires every shred of intellect, imagination, negotiation, time management and problem solving skill that I could possibly throw at it. For me, the day I go into work, now that is a holiday.

How are we to have women senators, presidents, ceos, directors if mothers stayed at home? I respect a women’s right to self-determination but that doesn’t mean I have to agree with their choice. There are plenty of women with children who are senators, presidents and CEOs. In fact, you could say that having children was an excellent apprenticeship (but no better/worse than a non-child business related apprenticeship). Also, my driving force isn’t to take over the world.

Now on to the point “I am not paying someone else to raise my child”. This is something you hear a lot. I am a firm believer that it takes a village to raise a child not just two (or one parent) and that children benefit and are more well adjusted when they have the influence of many adults. Children should be free to think for themselves and develop their own ideas and views on the world not just be carbon copies of their parents. How self-important are you to mold little mini versions of yourself? These children, who get so much attention from just their parents, develop a scewed self esteem and find it harder to relate to adults outside the famiy unit. We all have to deal with your “special” children when they become adults and trust me it is not a picnic working with these entitled, self-important individuals who lack key social skills. I included the whole quote here, because it’s something I feel passionately about. The idea that young children gain social skills in day care is a falsehood. Jay Besky (quoted in The Complete Secrets of Happy Children) conducted a study that found young children (under 1) in childcare exhibited attachment problems, heightened aggressiveness, non compliance and social withdrawal. Indeed, it was found that the perceived benefits of childcare, in particular improved social skills, was found to be more likely a coping mechanism to deal with a challenging environment.

I remember watching Jewel’s mother being interviewed on Oprah (years ago) and her saying that she never had a preconceived notion of who her children were, but that she was always excited to find out. That’s something that really resonated with me and I feel the same way about our daughter.

As described by Alfie Kohn in Unconditional Parenting, self-esteem is far more an issue of whether self esteem fluctuates based on external influence rather than whether it is considered low or high. He argues, based on various studies conducted that this has far more to do with parenting style than anything else. That children who are shown that they are loved and accepted regardless of success or failure, will in turn accept themselves.

I’ve had the opportunity to see my daughter in various social situations and despite the fact that she isn’t in child care, she has no fewer social skills than any other child her age. I think that by engaging with playgroups, swimming lessons and extended family gives her plenty of ways to engage outside the family unit.

I think the fear that too much affection will spoil children for life is one of the saddest things I’ve come across since becoming a parent.

SAHM are setting the women’s movement back. The women’s movement should be for all women. If SAHM are setting it back, then the women’s movement needs to evolve. Do it, women’s movement! Do it now!

Western children are bad for the environment due to their consumerism, intense lifestyles. Also I do not believe in pass the buck living. The old “I am having children and making the world a better place”, what about you? How are your children making the world a better place? What are you doing besides raising more spoiled western children with an over inflated view of themselves? What if your children don’t make the world a better place? So are Western people, lets get rid of them too. I’m not having children to make the world a better place. That seems like way too much pressure, for me and my child and future children. Does my child make my world a better place? Of course, she enriches my life in all ways. Will she have an inflated view of herself? I don’t know, she’s only 21 months old. I certainly hope she respects and loves herself enough to strive for whatever it is in her heart to do. She has brought joy into the life of all of her extended family. But my aspirations for her are not that she makes the world a better place. They are that she is empathic, kind, generous, moral and finds joy whether that be in a board room or at home with her children or some other great adventure that I haven’t even thought of. I am of the belief that I’m giving her a start on this journey by staying at home with her. Although other mother’s might begin the same journey by returning to work, because that’s what is right for them.

If this is the face of a spoilt, “special”, socially inept, self-esteem skewed, over entitled, under ambitious, less capable and disrespectful daughter, sign me up.

In all seriousness, thank-you Caroline, for all your passionate commentary which gave me the chance to express my own.