The PTA breakfast was a few weeks ago. You know, the one I encouraged all working moms to go to. While it is good for your kids, it may not always be easy for you.
I will start with just saying what happened. After everyone spoke, we split up, grabbed some coffee, and went to sign up for the different groups and events. This is also a good time to introduce yourself to people. While making the rounds, I ended up in a conversation with two women. One of them asked if I wanted to volunteer for the event she chaired. Her event requires volunteering during the weekday, so I simply told her I couldn’t since I worked.
Then I walked away. Many years ago, when I first had my son, I would have gone into a long explanation. I can’t tell you how many strangers I have assured that I spend plenty of time with my kids. Thankfully, I am past that point now. I don’t care what that woman thinks of me. Or if she thinks I am good mother because I work. Because I know I am.
|This was about 2 minutes after that conversation, I decided it was my cue to leave!|
What I don’t understand is, why do we do this to each other? Maybe I am too defensive and she really didn’t mean anything by it. But how should I take it when she said, “I could never leave my kids.”
When someone tells me they stay at home with their kids I say, ‘That’s great!” If I meet someone who tells me they home school, or sent their kids to boarding school, or only let their kids eat vegan, or won’t ever cut their kids hair… you know what I say? “That’s great.” Because it IS great… for them. I don’t have to agree with it or like it. It’s not my family, so why should I care what they do? If it makes you happy then THAT’S GREAT.
Why can’t we just all support each other as mothers, as women? Why can’t we support each others choices, even if we don’t agree with them? I have yet to meet a mother who doesn’t think her child is her whole world. We ALL want what’s best for our kids, even if we have different ideas on what exactly that “best” is.
I know one thing… for the next PTA breakfast, I’m bringing wine.
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