Two things that pissed me off today:
1) It was 9:30 am, and my girls were jumping in their exercisers as usual. Suddenly I hear a loud banging against my living room wall! The dumb f*ckers who moved next door, apparently do not like the noise.
Well get freaking used to it.
Then after a few minutes, we got a knock on the door. It was said neighbor who doesn’t speak a lick of English. Not ONE WORD. She started rambling in her language about something. I said to her “Sorry, I have two babies (I was holding Soleil) and cant do anything about it.” She just kept talking in her native tongue, as if she thought I might understand a word in Turkish.
My mom thought she was implying that she would go to the super and tell him.
She can go to him if she’d like, he likes us and he knows that we have two babies. You cant make babies quiet. If you wanted quiet, you should have moved into a private house doucheball.
Plus- my girls are usually asleep by 6:30PM. It’s not my problem that she’s home all day and doesn’t like to be disturbed at 9:30AM.
I was invited by an old friend to her son’s circumcision (her 4th child!). Since I hadn’t seen her in years, I decided to flip a coin and take one of the girls with me. Luck landed on Soleil, and we got dressed and headed out. Since she was my high school friend, there were other old classmates there as well.
All of them are stay at home moms.
I was having a conversation with one old classmate, and she was praising me for working full time, with two kids. She then asked me “When your husband finishes school and gets a job- will you quit your job and stay at home?” I told her that I like working, and that I didn’t get a college degree to stay at home. She then had the audacity to say “Well, you didn’t have kids to have someone else raise them, did you?”
I almost slapped her silly.
Working moms have enough guilt about working without being looked at by SAHM’s as being selfish.
Even if my husband was working and making enough money to cover our expenses, I would still work. I mean, just because I’m a mom- does that mean that I’m not important? That the desires that I’ve had all my life should take a back seat to child rearing? It’s not for me period. It doesn’t make me a bad mother.
I have the utmost respect for SAHM’S- It’s just not for me.
My mom was a SAHM. She didn’t have hobbies, didn’t have a job. She poured her everything into my brother and I, and you know what- ended up resenting us. Then as we got older and didn’t need her anymore, she didn’t know what to do with her life. Suddenly, she didn’t have a purpose anymore. I swore I would NEVER EVER be that way. Ever. My mother never payed a bill, doesn’t know how to write a check.
I wanted to be the anti-version of her, and I am.
I am proud of that.
Anyway- now that I am off my soapbox, how do you feel about being either a working mom/ or SAHM?