First you have the guilt about how you birthed your baby. Next up is whether or not you breastfeed. And then comes if you have to go back to work and leave your baby with some kind of child care provider. Depending on where you live, these people are called nannies, babysitters, day care workers, or if you are really lucky, Grandma. Guilt. Guilt. Guilt. It's inevitable for most of us. We all feel it but how we feel it, meaning how much and how much we let it really get to us, is key. Don't. Just don't let it get to you.
Easy to say, I know. I went back to work when my twins were 12 weeks old because for my family, staying home wasn't an option. We needed my health insurance and my income in addition to my husband's in order to keep our lives afloat. In NYC, many families opt for a nanny, who comes to your home and takes care of the little ones while you are working. Having a nanny was weird to me, at first.
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Out of all of the totally ridiculous reasons to get pregnant (such as to force your man to commit or be able to pig out anytime you want), conceiving for the sole purpose of being able to miss work for an entire year has got to be at the top of the list.
It took me years to leave my girls with a babysitter. But now there are days when I really just need the down time; a couple hours to be in quiet and hear my own thoughts, remember a grocery list, or finish a sentence without interruption. On the rare occasions I need a sitter, it sometimes seems like I'd do just about anything to get those few precious moments of freedom. Even lie.
Thanks to the Rosen/Romney showdown of 2012, working moms are all over the news right now. What better time to stop and reflect over your own working outside of the home, in the home, not working at all but letting the nannies and chefs take care of everything in the home, situations? Over at CNN the hottest article today features a mom who declares, "
It's possible that none of our kids will take much heed to the childhood diddy that goes, "First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes Charlie pushing a baby carriage!" Especially since two-thirds of babies are now being born to women under the age of 30 and unmarried. This traditional set-up is going the way of the dodo, and even I -- a married mother to two -- can totally understand why.
Will he? Won’t he? Do he? Don’t he? E’rybody is talking about whether Jay-Z is or isn’t going to stop wielding the dreaded (and frankly, quite overused) B-word now that he’s proud papa to a brand spankin’ new baby girl. You know, that’s how we all start out, mere infants before we grow into… B-words.
My brother-in-law and his wife had a baby several months ago, and now that their maternity/paternity leaves are up, they're facing that dubious milestone most working parents are all too familiar with: the First Day of Daycare Drop-Off. And thus will begin a new chapter in their lives, one I hope goes smoothly for them.
Good news for breastfeeding moms back in the workplace. The government is cracking down on employers who don't accommodate women who need to take time during the day to express milk. So far, 23 companies have received citations at certain locations, including McDonald's and Starbucks.
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Hooray, I'm the happiest mom! At least according to the people who like to study things that make moms want to fight each other. But we can finally declare a winner in the Mommy Wars. It's not those working moms who are happier, or the stay-at-home moms who can smugly smile at their self-sacrifice. It's us