Warning, warning! Rampant, unchecked sarcasm ahead!
This morning I had to wait in line to use the ATM near my office. There was a guy there servicing it, he swore he'd be done in 30 seconds (he lied), and it was too damn hot to walk a block to the next ATM. I'm lazy. Anyway, an older couple (maybe mid-sixties, clearly tourists) was in line behind me. As I was fishing my debit card out of my purse, I dropped a boat load of my narcissistic Lawyer Mama magnets all over the sidewalk. As you know, they have an adorable picture of newborn Hollis on them. The apparently nice couple helped me pick up my crap and the female of the couple asked about Hollis.
While the technician in front of us took as long as humanly possible to refix the ATM face plate, the woman proceeded to tell me about her daughter and her three grandsons. She was perfectly nice and then for some apparent reason she kept rambling on and told me that her daughter was staying home with them instead of working and that her children would thank her one day.
Okey dokey then. You have a nice day too then.
In the past, I've faced criticism for being a working mom. I don't mean "working" in the sense of prostitution, but I do work outside of the home full time. Comments I've heard include:
We sit around and watch TV.
We park the kids in front of the TV and do our own thing so that we can pretend we never had them.
(And yes, I'm fulfilling my destiny as a bad mother.)
This post is brought to you in conjunction with Parent Bloggers Network & EA’s Wii-Boogie, a family gaming experience. Shake it. Sing it. Create it. I'm sure this post wasn't quite what they had in mind, but I'm feeling bitchy today.
And please don't take this post seriously. I may be a snarky bitch, but I'm not a bad mother. I am 75% certain that both my kids will graduate from high school some day and still be speaking to me when they reach adulthood.
This morning I had to wait in line to use the ATM near my office. There was a guy there servicing it, he swore he'd be done in 30 seconds (he lied), and it was too damn hot to walk a block to the next ATM. I'm lazy. Anyway, an older couple (maybe mid-sixties, clearly tourists) was in line behind me. As I was fishing my debit card out of my purse, I dropped a boat load of my narcissistic Lawyer Mama magnets all over the sidewalk. As you know, they have an adorable picture of newborn Hollis on them. The apparently nice couple helped me pick up my crap and the female of the couple asked about Hollis.
While the technician in front of us took as long as humanly possible to refix the ATM face plate, the woman proceeded to tell me about her daughter and her three grandsons. She was perfectly nice and then for some apparent reason she kept rambling on and told me that her daughter was staying home with them instead of working and that her children would thank her one day.
Okey dokey then. You have a nice day too then.
In the past, I've faced criticism for being a working mom. I don't mean "working" in the sense of prostitution, but I do work outside of the home full time. Comments I've heard include:
And my personal favorite:One day you'll realize the time that you've wasted.
Your children will look back and wonder why you didn't love them enough to stay
home.
Being a mom and staying home with your children is every woman's biologicalSo, in honor of the thoughtless grandmother I encountered this morning, and because I always take these comments very seriously, I've decided to share what our family does with all of the quality family time that we do have:
destiny. Why would you deny God's plan for you?
We sit around and watch TV.
We park the kids in front of the TV and do our own thing so that we can pretend we never had them.
(And yes, I'm fulfilling my destiny as a bad mother.)
This post is brought to you in conjunction with Parent Bloggers Network & EA’s Wii-Boogie, a family gaming experience. Shake it. Sing it. Create it. I'm sure this post wasn't quite what they had in mind, but I'm feeling bitchy today.
And please don't take this post seriously. I may be a snarky bitch, but I'm not a bad mother. I am 75% certain that both my kids will graduate from high school some day and still be speaking to me when they reach adulthood.
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4 Comments:
I can't tell you how much it pisses me off when people tell me that I should be a SAHM. If I didn't work, there would be no house to stay home in so F off!
Wow. The nerve of some people. Unbelievable.
I am lucky enough to SAH for now, thanks to a lawyer papa. But I think by being a "working" mom, you are teaching your sons very valuable lessons about a woman's worth.
My MIL believes ALL women should work, and that working moms give their children incredible benefits. My husband doesn't feel at all "cheated" that his mom worked -- and I certainly never "thanked" my mom for staying home with us kids. In fact, I think my mom got a lot less respect from SAH. But maybe that's not a function of her not working, and more b/c of her dysfunction. Um, yeah....
Keep on kicking ass, LawyerMama!
(Btw, I participated in BlogBlast, but my entry is not nearly as funny as yours!)
From one WM to another WM: AMEN SISTER
From one WM to another WM: AMEN SISTER
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