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The Big Change

Wednesday, October 12th, 2011 by:

I was due to go back to work in the summer of 2009. I had found a wonderful home daycare for Kyla. She started going twice a week in July 2009. She spent her time there doing crafts going to the park and having the best time with her two friends Dillon and Lucas. It made the transition back to work a little bit easier knowing she was happy in her new setting. During my maternity leave the company I was working for made some changes to the sales force and my job went from full time to part time. I was completely fine with four days a week as I had just found that I was expecting my second child (surprise). I went back in mid July 2009 and I worked for only seven months (that was nice); during those seven months I started to wonder if I could do my job and have two small children. The sales meetings away from home, the long hours and stressful work were just not interesting to me anymore. On my days off, I loved being home with Kyla.

In March 2010 I had another beautiful girl Ryah. Life was amazing with my two girls, but something was weighing heavily in my mind. I was dreading my return to work day and I had a hard time trying to relax and enjoy this maternity leave. I started taking a couple courses online in an effort to learn a new field of work that would allow me to work from home. I grew restless of this and thought that there was nothing out there for me to do. I was going to have to go back to the job that I had once loved but had grown to dread.

Then, in January 2011 a decision had been made for me. The company I had been employed by made some more changes and they let the whole sales force go. I was both happy and sad. The only career I had known was gone, done, and finished! I had a short identity crisis (a whole week) and decided that I needed to focus on my kids. I could stay home for a while and not worry, that was a nice thought­–for a few weeks.

At-Home Not Unemployed

Tuesday, April 19th, 2011 by:

I find mommy questionnaires with the options: working full-time, working part-time, mompreneur, or unemployed insulting. Why should a woman be forced to label herself “unemployed” if she has chosen to spend her time taking care of her children rather than doing something that results in monetary gain?

I don’t know why our society insists on placing a higher value on any occupation that brings in money versus one that will shape the future of a generation. Feminism was supposed to give women the choice of what to do with their time. Instead, it seems to have forced us into the workforce or face a lifetime of justification for staying at home with our family.

Women with kids do not sit around noshing on bon bons and watching reruns of Oprah. As a mother who has chosen to balance (if you can use that word) raising children with a career in journalism I can tell you sitting at a computer and talking to interesting people about subjects I’m passionate about is a breeze compared to potty training, role playing construction or dealing with an opinionated toddler.

There have been many times where the thought of going back to a desk job as an editor sounds akin to an island vacation. I’ve been tempted. Then I hear my four-year-old excitedly tell me about his day, my two-year-old hug me and tell me he missed me when I was out working for two hours or my newborn nuzzle up to me and any thought of going back to work full time is washed away.

I’m happy being at home. I’m lucky enough to have a career that affords me the option to do both, but if it was a choice between staying at home and working full-time I know where my loyalties would lie.