I was blog-browsing this evening and ran across a working mom blog that I thought would be interesting to read. One entry in particular caught my attention. It was an explanation of why this mom worked. I read the words she had written and was so taken aback. While expressing how much she hated leaving her kids in a daycare every morning, she wanted to give her children opportunities in life. Huh. My heart went out to this mother who felt like the best she had to offer her children was summer camps, violin lessons, and an ivy league education. Of course, I know that some homes truly cannot function on the salary of one parent, but I really think that too often it is the difficulty of changing a lifestyle that keeps both parents at work. Sometimes it may mean giving up a house that offers a room for each child. Sometimes it means giving up private education and making a commitment to supplement with extra attention to education at home. Sometimes staying home to raise children means giving up some ties to the professional world, going a day conversing with no one but a 3-year-old.
It is my hope that my children never have to feel my absence in their lives. I my hope that I am always there to pick them up from school and ask how their day was. I hope that I know the friends of my children, and the parents of those children. I hope that my home is one known for responsible adult supervision of play dates and parties. I hope that my children grow up not being able to fathom choosing opportunity over family and commitment. I want my girls to be able to give up a career to raise their children with no remorse. I want my son to want a wife who, should they have children, will ambitiously take on her role as mom.