I didn’t want to feel depleted day after day. I didn’t like offering that version of myself to my son or to my husband—and I didn’t like that version of myself for me either.
I don’t want to say my life stopped because I had kids. I had kids, and then I continued. But this time, with more passion and more drive. Because I want my kids to see how much I love what I do so that they chase after their dreams and do what brings them joy, too.
There's a lot at stake for the Supreme Court Justice nominee. She still made a point to reassure other working moms that “You don’t have to be a perfect mom. But if you do your best and love your children… things will turn out OK.”
Being a working mom is my superpower. But the term “working mom” is outdated, ineffective at capturing who we—moms—all are, and is dismissive of all parents.
At the end of the day, we don’t want our children to say that mama did it all. We want them to know that mama did what she could, and that was more than enough.
If I could rewind the clock, there are a few things I wish I could tell my new-stay-at-home-mom-self. But of course, I can’t. So instead I’ll say them to you.
