Sometimes I say that I am
a writer. I love writing for this blog, and I occasionally write for pay. But writing
is so new to my life and such a side project that it doesn’t feel like an
honest or complete answer.
The easy answer is that
I stay home with my kids. But I dislike the label stay-at-home mom. My kids
spend their morning at preschool, but how is it relevant to my identity that I don’t
work while they are out of the house? Every mother is a mother, regardless of
what else she does with her life. “Stay-at-home” seems to convey parenting and
nothing else. Am I more committed to parenting than a woman who works for a
living? More present, more attentive? I hardly think so.
