If “having it all” means being happy and successful in your chosen field of work, bringing up smart, emotionally stable and healthy children while keeping the house clean and husband satisfied, I fail daily – on all levels. Do I still continue to give it a red hot go? Sure. But often it is to the detriment of some aspect of my life. In short, something has to give. Actually not just something. Lots of things.
1. Sex on tap.
When you have an exhausting day at work, the dog has shat on the carpet as a basic fuck you for leaving him alone all day at home and the middle child has roundhouse spewed green bile all over the lounge room rug as you walk in the door, for some reason your ‘come hither’ eyes, have turned into ‘come near me with your penis and I will find a new function for your Swiss Army Knife’ eyes. Often a consequence is that the bedroom action slides a little. Or a lot.
2. Parental supervision.
Once upon a time, I believed I would NEVER be one of those parents who would give their child a device to keep them quiet in public. No damn it, if we were going out, we would be that family sitting serenely sipping tea and telling funny anecdotes. Yeah, no. Trying to make sure all time is quality time, puts major pressure on not only you but the children as well. Hence the equipment comes out. Portable DVD players. DS, phones etc etc. Whatever keeps them amused and allows us, as a couple, time to actually speak to each other has been embraced. Judge as you see fit.
3. Home maintenance
The general housework and cleaning gets put on the backburner. No seriously. My car hasn’t been cleaned out in a year. Minimum. I found a Power Ranger stuck up the Air conditioner vent just yesterday. That and a petrified french-fry. It seriously is the last thing I feel like doing when I get home. Easy solution is to hire a cleaner. But we all know people just clean for the cleaner. So perhaps my answer is just for someone to threaten me with a cleaner..
4. The kids hobbies
Stuff might slip past you that you’d normally notice. Like producing a child who begins to love Nickelback inappropriately.
5. Sobriety
You may start to notice your daily alcohol units start to increase more than is generally acceptable. You get home, you have a wine. You have dinner, you have a wine. You watch telly (while not cleaning or reading your child a bedtime story) and have a wine. You tell yourself you deserve it because you’ve had the kind of day that deserves a wine.
6. The ability to be in the right place
This is why I know, as a working Mum, who is there 5 days a week, that when I become more worried about pacifying the boss, I have lost the having it all battle. It generally starts with some kind of concert. One where your child is a potato, or a gnome or something hideously unimportant to anyone other than yourself. And you are desperate to see it. But on occasions, you will fail at making an appearance at these. And your child will file this kind of behaviour under ‘stuff to throw back in my mother’s face at my best opportunity’. Guilt comes hand in hand with being a working parent. It chokes you at times. None more so then when your child is at the front of an assembly, receiving an award, searching the crowd for the familiar face of their parent so they can show off their award. To hear the words “Mum, I looked for you, but I couldn’t find you” breaks your heart into a few million pieces. And also earns you the shittest parent in the world award.
So above a few examples of what gives in my world. What has to give probably. I used to smugly think I was doing it all. That I had it under control. But now I realise, it doesn’t matter whether I do or I don’t. It matters whether it feels right. For you, for the family unit as a whole and most importantly, the kids. I think I’m operating at about 70%. With room for improvement. Always room for improvement.
Bern keeps busy being a working mother of 3 children, one with Aspergers, renovating the original money pit and drinking too many coffees in the space of 24 hours. She writes beautiful and amusing posts on her blog which you can find here.
What gives in your world?






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God, even without being parents we’re expected to juggle it all. I’m supposed to finish a Uni degree, backpack around the world for a few years, get a great job, move out and buy a home, meet a guy and get married all before 30! And if you do actually decided to forgoe something for the benefit of something else (i.e. career over travel, pets over children, study over work), you’re met with criticism at every turn. I’ve learned that the only person who will be happy with my decisions is me and I will never be satisfied if I’m constantly trying to make other people happy!
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Bravo Bern. Something we can relate to… And in way you have to laugh or you would cry. There is something about sick kids that brings out…I don’t know what really, either the inner Florence Nightingale or the outer Nurse Ratchet.
I was about to respond to your wise and honest blog a while ago when I heard the unedifying sound of the cat about to vomit, of course not on the floorboards but the carpet. This would not have been so bad if I hadn’t had an afternoon of gastro symptoms in my lovely youngest child (everyone knows what that involves) who, bless him, first developed symptoms in the cinema while we were watching the Kath and KImderella. He loves the foxy morons,( bit unusual I know.) I normally never buy popcorn and when I coughed up the dough for it I was miffed at the cost and obesogenic size. But I can highly recommend Hoyts popcorn containers as spew buckets. After disposing of it’s contents with the help of staff who had been summonsed by my oldest child and cleaning him up we went back into the the thankfully not very full cinema.
but my troubles did not end. Instead of marvelling at my dexterity at carrying the bucket of spew out without tipping it on other cinema goers, ( believe me it was heavy) the eldest child curses me because she missed 10 minutes of the movie. Then number 1 Kath and Kim fan was indignant that he wasn’t allowed to eat lollies within minutes of chundering. Funnily enough we all carried on watching and laughed until the credits rolled.
After all this should probably douse the place in dettol I suppose…then again maybe I’ll have a nightcap.
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As a working mother of 3, you have described my life, thoughts & feelings perfectly…. That was untill last year, when one of my children was diagnosed with leukemia & our world was turned upside down. I have now stopped working, do less housework, drink more wine & attend the opening of an envelope if my kids are envolved. Sure I’m no longer as mentally fulfilled, we don’t have as much money on one wage… Infact we are seriously in debt due to medical & other expenses involved when your child becomes sick but so what, we can sell the house the cars, the dogs if need be but at the end of the day, I get to spend as time as I like with my child, wether it be rugged up on the sofa, watching crappy day time telly or spending all day at hospital appointments, watching doctors & nurses do there utmost to keep him as healthy as possible. We have no idea what the future holds for us, other than that we now take nothing in this life for granted .
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You must be lying. Elizabeth Broderick said that 2 kids are too many for working mums. Hence the entire way we do business in Australia should change to accommodate females. Or are you calling the Sex Discrimination Commissioner a liar?
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Changing the way we do business in Australia to make things easier for working mums (and hence, dads, or whoever else also does the caring) is not a bad idea. Suggesting it would be to ‘accommodate females’ is disingenuous and short-sighted.
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Housework is the first casualty at Casa Maven. I’m ‘Domestically Challenged’. But the kids and the dog are fed, mostly the bills get paid and we have a cosy sofa and telly to retreat to that usually isnt too hard to locate under the laundry….
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Love the post, but I must admit I don’t get the allowing of electrical devices. If you said you weren’t going to do it, why do it? I look around cafes and restaurants and see all these kids playing on those things yep, I judge. Since I had kids, I’ve just had a bag of stuff in the car, colouring books, cards, books, small toys etc that we take with us everytime we go somewhere that has the potential to be boring (everywhere!) Everytime someone notices, they say, what a great idea! I didn’t think of that, I just give them my iphone….I never thought of giving a kid an iphone, I thought you give kids toys….
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Judging parents. The most annoying people in the world. I’m sure you are perfect in everyway!
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I have to agree, an iPhone is not an appropriate toy for a child, simply cause its not a toy, or designed for a child.
Coloring books and a pencil case full of pencils are the best toys.
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So many restaurants (the main place kids get bored) are child friendly enough to even provide crayons and pencils and activity sheets, especially pubs and bistros. I always have toys with me for my little boy because I don’t want him to play with my phone. I didn’t have a phone to play with when I was his age and I survived. However I don’t judge those that do use their phones as entertainment. Unless a child is in danger people should respect other peoples ways of parenting
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Hilarious post Bern – the truth of it is frighteningly funny!
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I love this. The constant need for women to ‘outdo’ each other in life is full on. I know I feel like I have to justify myself if I seem to be doing ‘less’ than someone else.
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Geez Bern, have you put hidden cameras in our house? How do you know exactly when I have my wine? How did you know the dog shat all over his bed, the floor everywhere on the exact morning I couldn’t be late for work, at all? I’m currently waking in the middle of the night trying to work out how I can be there for my daughter’s Mother Day morning tea at child care (morning tea at child care WTF? I’m at work for goodness sake) while still getting my job done. She cannot be the only one without her Mum there. I, too, am learning to let things go – because I need to enjoy this life I have. I love my husband and my children and somehow I am going to enjoy them. So good luck everyone. And can we just all agree to forget about cleaning so I don’t feel the need to keep the house clean? Thanks
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Don’t feel like you are the only one that has a job to go to! I guarantee there are other mums that are fighting the same battle. Is there a grandmother/aunt/older sibling that could go in your place? It could be a good time for your daughter to spend quality time with another family member.
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Great article. This is the stuff we need to share and be honest about. Or is it just me that feels better after reading it?
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I’m feeling better too. These super mums I know make it all very exhausting.Thanks Bern
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Ps typing this as I am surrounded by 2 loads of washing waiting to be sorted, folded and put away…..
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At least your washing is dry – Mine is sitting wet in the machine still
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And mine…still in a heaped pile on the laundry floor waiting to be washed.
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Crap! Thanks for the reminder, mine has been sitting in the machine for a few hours!
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I completely agree – I don’t think is it possible for women who are mothers to have “it all” – something has to give at some point, but for each mother/family that ‘something’ will be different. For me, it was work (which I love and look forward to getting back to in a few years when the kids are at school) and the money that comes with it. Some of the things Bern mentioned that she had given up on are really important to me, so my decisions have been different to hers. And I am happy with those decisions, even though I would love to not live to so tight a budget and wish we had a bigger house. But they aren’t as important as being present with my kids each day.
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I have one word for those who hate cooking (of which judging from the posts below there seems to be a few!) – Thermomix. I don’t sell them and have no links with the company but I sing my Thermie’s praises from the rooftops! If you love cooking it makes you love cooking more, if you hate coking, it will make you feel like a pro!
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Lets face it, I’ve given up on dignity altogether. I mean the cats come into the toilet with me and one of the kids told her class in grade 1 that little fact.
Home maintenance is a moveable feast for me. Nothing motivates me more than an episode of clean house or hoarders, or even people coming over.
Any attempt at keeping up with today’s music is something I’ve pretty much given up on. My youngest isn’t real interested yet, the 11 year old likes pop (and things like one direction), the 21 year old “roar” metal (which makes me wince) and the 24 year old likes techno (gag). So I mainly don’t go there.
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Oh yes – the visitor. SURE, my fruit bowl always looks that amazing and my carpet, why yes, it is always devoid of shit. NOT.
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By the time they turn up, I need a bloody nap from cleaning.
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I just need another wine….
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I thought it was just my dog that shits on the carpet to send us a f_ you!!
Thanks Bern – love your work x
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You are not alone
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What I’ve learnt is never ever ever piss off the dog!! Mine has peed on my BED a couple of times…..not sure if was an F…U or what. But if I’m going out for a long time the bedroom is shut and she gets her treats…..
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Oh Bern! I love you and I wish we were friends.
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Oh Bern, I chuckled the whole through your article. I’m a working single parent. I’ve given up on any kind of romantic life. That one weekend a fortnight I’m kid free – I don’t really want to spend it on girly maintenance. I only shave my legs if there’s a chance I’m not wearing long pants (ie 0.0001%). I have to drag my poor (pretty understanding I must admit) kids to a lot of committee meetings. THANK GOD for the itouch the ipod the psp the ikeepemquiet machines. I’ve completely given up on exercise and have completely given up, trying to actually give up chocolate. Never. gonna. happen. The only thing I haven’t given up – my sense of humour
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Never lose that Bec! Thanks
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I have given up sleeping in (Buster wakes at 5 every morning, before he was born I never thought I’d consider 5.30 a sleep in).
I have given up thinking home work has merit. As a teacher I never thought I’d say this. As a parent I don’t care that you call it home learning, the fact is at 6pm we’re both too exhausted for Mathletics.
I have given up thinking I can go to the toilet alone. Or shower by myself. Even changing a tampon without interruption is a feat of Olympian proportions these days!
I’ve also given up on ever being thought of as “stylish” “elegant” or “unflustered”. Now it’s all about aiming for beyond “barely capable”, “moderately competent” or “meets minimum standards”. And if I make it work in an outfit without snot smears I’m calling that look “functionally professional”.
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I have young two children and have very rarely let them into the bathroom at those times when privacy is required. I genuinely don’t get it when parents complain about not going to the toilet alone, why not just shut/lock the door? Everyone is entitled to do a wee or change a tampon without an audience I reckon!
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Oh Claire, thanks! I love hearing stories from sensible parents like you, it makes me realise that parenting doesn’t magically transform you into a different person, which makes me less scared about doing it…. So if I am the type of person who wants privacy in the toilet now, I’ll still want that after kids, if that makes sense? Probably not, but your comment made me feel less anxious about having kids one day, so thanks!!
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The first thing we did when we moved into our house was get a man in to put a privacy lock on the bathroom door. Even if they call out for you while you’re in there, knowing they can’t get in let’s you relax. Our children always knock before they come into the bathroom, and we afford them the same courtesy even though they are 4 and 7. If they dared to have a tantrum at the door there would be a swift and memorable punishment. Take heart Steph, make it the rule from day one and they prettynsoon get the message.
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Oh I shut the door. But kids have this inbuilt radar. It’s like an alarm goes off the *minute* you’re in there. MUUUUMMM.
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The second I get in the shower, bath or toilet my husband suddenly needs me urgently. Pre kid I use to refuse to speak when on the loo, now I just yell through the door. My husband is actually worse than the kid, the kid knows that when I say “I’m going to the toilet I’ll be back in a min” I will be, hubby seems to think i’ll be in there as long as he usually is.
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my husband EVERY time i’m in the shower, he needs to pee…. every time! i know this is probably the only time he sees me naked mostly, but its just getting silly! *rollls eyes*
my 2 year old has started the knocking on the door and ‘muuuum…..muuuum!!’ as soon as i disappear to the toilet! it depends on what i’m ‘doing’ i don’t mind her seeing me doing number 1′s, as i know toilet training is imminent, but i also know when doing more ‘private’ functions on the toilet, i am thankful for an old house with old doors that have high handles!
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Entitled yes, but practicalities can get in the way. We live in a (rented) house without toilet door locks. The ensuite even has a sliding door that my son (borderline aspergers) gets obsessional about opening and closing. Yes, I could invest in locks that I would then fear the children would use to imprison themselves in the bathroom. I could also try and wean my son off his sliding door obsession, but to be honest the sheer thought of the trauma that would cause and the screaming and the headbutting and I’ll just revert to my current technique of speed pees and strategic timing. I’m confident there’s people out there with the energy to manage this but I’m too exhausted.
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We had internal locks put on the doors, they can be opened from the outside with the turn of a 20c coin (shhhhhh, don’t tell the kids).
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Yes. Either that, or a hook that’s high up on the door, so adults can reach it but kids can’t. And a ruler stuck through the gap would knock it out of the slot if necessary.
Of course, Miss Nearly-3 simply tries to climb precariously on the toilet to undo the hook (when it’s locked so she can’t leave the bathroom until her PJs are on). Not ideal!
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“speed pees and strategic timing” Love it!
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I’m all for privacy in the bathroom but it is on hold at the moment. While I can pee in peace I can’t manage a shower without an audience. We only have 1 bathroom & with a newly toilet trained child & the toilet & shower together there is no option but to leave the door unlocked.
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haha loved the article! Bern your hilarious!
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Thanks Mimi
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I realised that if I would like to be a mum, be a wife and all that entails and oh, yeah, do stuff just for me, I had to enlist help. Having an au pair has been THE best decision I’ve made for us all. We don’t have cash leaking out to spare, we just re-allocated, held our breath and make it work. It’s amazing – I actually have moments of sanity. I threaten daily to steal his passport and never let him return
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HIS passport? Excellent. And yes, that would be amazing. Well done for finding what works for you
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Yes, HIS
. Lol. I have four daughters & one son: I wanted to balance it out a bit. He’s the ultimate 2IC. Just saying in case anyone else is interested in another possible solution.
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Love this article thanks (from a working mum who is still having pangs of guilt from missing the bloody Easter hat parade, even tho dad was there ) !!!
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Ahh. Same. In fact, until the picture came home that night, I didn’t even KNOW there was a Easter Hat Parade. Because that’s something else I seem to have given up on – checking their bags for notes. Eeek.
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Or lunch boxes…..then when you finally check the bag looking for water bottles or hats you come across rotting food.
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You know what I love about some blogs. How honest they are. It’s a life households relate to. In regards to Nickleback, 5 years ago I prob never would’ve let me kids listen to it. Once they grab your iPod, they find it best music ever. I can’t even think of the correct title, one of their songs is just referred to as “the sh*tface song” in our house. That’s life
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the day my 3yo daughter started singing to her dollies “futchoo won’t doo-chatelly” I realised that I had played too much Rage Against the Machine in her earshot.
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I had to (with a straight face) agree, that yes indeed “pussy town” would be pretty awesome, what with all those cats driving cars and living in cute little houses, after my 6 year old commandeered my ipod. I forgot about Machine gun fellatio. now she keeps humming the “we’re going down, down, down to pussy town”. bad mummy.
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That is hysterical!
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Oh I am laughing so much right now! My almost 15 moth old loves RAGtM regegades of funk. I don’t think it has any swearing in it?
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My 5yo will sing “Sexy and I know it” in public every chance he gets. Thing is, we don’t generally listen to commercial radio and I definitely have NOT downloaded that song! Fail parenting
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Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle Yea!
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My son sings the same song in the supermarket. I’m constantly telling him ‘not that song’. We never listen to commercial radio at home either and I can’t work out where he knows it from. That and Lady Ga Ga.
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My five year old sings that too, didn’t get it from us, I think he brought it home from school
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My five year old son loves Madonna – my cleaning music. He has been known to walk around singing ‘like a wirgin – oohhhhh’ (thank god he cannot say virgin) and telling everyone he loves ‘dadonna’ as he calls her!
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First day of 4 year old kinder, 2006: teacher asks all the children to get up and sing a song. Most choose “Twinkle Twinkle” or “The Wheels on the bus” or “Row Row”. Teacher barely keeps a straight face when she tells me later that Cam got up, put her hands on her hips and asked her 4 year old audience “Whacha gonna do with all that junk, all that junk inside your trunk?”
Hmmm. She’d clearly spent too much time with the older girls at the cricket club that summer. Parenting fail.
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Love!
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I downloaded the pulp fiction soundtrack cause I really liked it but forgot about the explicit monologues inbetween the songs. Master 8 started listening to it when nanna was visitng, ooops.
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Things I’ve given up (hopefully temporarily) since having kids: overseas travel, sleep-ins, looking after myself, exercise, having an excess of sick leave at work, going to the movies (unless you count kids movies – Band of Pirates was great today).
Things I’ve given up but in a good way: fructose, feeling like something was missing in my life, beating around the bush, taking on too much.
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Great article ,. love it.!
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For what it’s worth Bern, I suspect that you are a WONDERFUL mother, the fact that it breaks your heart when you miss out on those moments with your kids proves that. So no, you definitely don’t deserve the ‘shittest parent in the world award’, you’re doing a great job. x
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Thanks Nic. Muddling my way through it
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I don’t clean for the cleaner. I don’t even tidy for the cleaner. I just let her do her thing. It’s awesome! It’s just a pity I can only afford for her to come once a fortnight.
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Wow, I’d be grateful to haave a cleaner once a month, or once a year!
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Our fortnightly cleaner is the best $100 ever spent.
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Im the same with our cleaner. I maintain that she does it far quicker and better than I do. There’s lots of things we’ve cut back on financially but the cleaner is sacrosanct; it means one day a fortnight, if only for a few hours, my house is tidy, clean and vaguely presentable.
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I’m the opposite: now that I have children I absolutely cannot justify a cleaner because I think it needs to be done way too often for a cleaner to be worth the money. My floors need to be done 2-3 times a week. I couldn’t wait for the cleaner to come to do them. Mind you I have a bit of a floor obsession: if the floors are dirty, everything is dirty (because the little darlings will crawl in it and ruin their clothes, and once older they trample that dirt all over the couches and the beds, rub their toys in it and spread it all through their toyboxes, cupboards etc).
Before I had children I could totally justify the cleaner because I was never at home to clean, we earned more money and nobody was actually trampling floor dirt everywhere: it was just staying in one spot until it was cleaned by the cleaner! And then once the cleaner came it stayed clean!
Does anyone else feel like me?!
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yes yes yes!!!!!! I’m a total neat freak & spend an embarrassing amount of time each week daydreaming about being ‘wealthy enough’ to justify a cleaner twice a week…. either that or finally accepting one of the overseas placements my husband keeps getting offered at work. as an expat in China we’d have a housekeeper. *sigh*. but I have so many issues with this senario that I won’t bother mentioning.
so for the moment it’s just me, my 3 kids & my eternal quest for a clean floor that lasts for more than an hour. I feel your pain.
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Fridge handles are my thing.dirty, smudgy marks piss me right off. I used to obsessively wipe them. Of course the fact that the phone was near the fridge had nothing to do with it.
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Totally agree! I love the house being clean and tidy and I spend some time each day cleaning, washing and ironing. If I had a cleaner only once a fortnight I’d probably do just as much in between her visits anyway.
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Yes, and we often say our cleaner is our investment in our marriage. I swear we fight sooo much less now the house is at least clean once a week. We scrimp and save on other things for this luxury.
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I have given up on the idea of always having home cooked meals (like Catesmum)
I have given up on television and movies. Why get involved in other people’s stories while you’er missing out on your own?
I have given up on having unbroken sleep. Sometimes the best time with the kids is sleeping in their bed for an hour at 3am.
I have given up any sit-down activities, like knitting and crocheting.
I have given up on doing the washing myself, even though it comes out smelling much better and with far fewer wrinkles than when my husband does it.
I have also given up alcohol because you can’t get things done when drunk OR hung over
I have given up socialising because I have to work and study, and want to spend SOME time with my kids.
Now to give up my Mamamia addiction.
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Give up on television and movies? They’re my only escape!! I’m totally digging on Game of Thrones at the moment. Can’t wait for True Blood to come back so I can drool over Eric. And of course Doctor Who returns in…September I think? Sigh.
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Ohhhhhh Eric. He’s the best thing about that show!
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Fancy cooking. Life’s too short to stuff a mushroom let alone dissect a cooked chook some days. And so I share my fave 5-min, healthy & cheap recipe which my kids love: ‘One-pot Maroc.’ Optional, sautee some pre-chopped frozen onion in pot, or fresh if time. Throw in pot: big tin of crushed tomato, rinsed cooked tin of chickpeas, cup of couscous (yes, same pot), some dried fruit (scissor-chopped dried apricots &/or sultanas), some water (varies, half to one cup) and seasoning: my faves are cinnamon, cumin, ground coriander; any Moroccan-type spices will do. Stir through for a few minutes just to heat & serve with bunged on defrosted mixed green veges. Voila!
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I was enjoying this post a lot, until I got to point 6 … “working mum” … “your child will file this kind of behaviour” … I don’t know about that; I was a child once and I certainly don’t have this kind of you-disappointed-me-because-you-didn’t-come file on my mum OR dad!
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File it they will. I still haven’t forgiven my mother for not being at my Year 2 Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs play. AND I danced up a storm in the next performance and she missed that, too. It doesn’t hurt anymore, and I treat it as a bit of a joke, but I do remind her of it every year or two!
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Really? I’m the complete opposite…
My father never, ever, ever came to a single “presentation night” at primary school or high school, for that matter. Both of my parents worked, but somehow dad never managed to make it. And this is despite me telling him on numerous occasions how much I wished he had been there.
To say that I resent him for that is an understatement, particularly now that I’m an adult and a parent myself. I can’t imagine not making an effort to be at something that mattered to my son, particularly if it was a once-a-year event. No matter who you are, you can prioritise family when needed, but particularly if you have a not-particularly-demanding job like my father does (strangely enough, my father-in-law was a Director of one of Australia’s biggest companies and was waaaay more involved in his son’s life than my dad ever was in mine).
I wish I could move on and just gloss over it, but I can’t. The more my parenting journey progresses, the more flaws I see in how he performed his role and, yes, I absolutely feel disappointed in him for not coming to things that were important to me.
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Agree. I barely even remember any primary school plays or anything like that, let alone whether my parents were there or not. Honestly if your grown up kid is still upset you missed their Year 3 Easter play, they really need to get some perspective.
I think we make way too much of a big deal about all that crap these days. It seems like some schools have some big event all the parents just have to witness every week or so. Ridiculous.
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Oh yes oh yes – how i hear you no. 2 and no. 5. The ipad/iphone babysitter (while i leave my kid in the car during the first of two preschool drop-offs – a saving of 15 minutes of unbuckling and re-buckling! But gasp – such irresponsibility). And when the diabetes daughter is getting bored at the hospital – ‘here! play on my ipad! I’ll pretend it’s teaching you to read’.
And as for no. 5 – with a husband away for a fortnight, I had to convince myself it was ok to consume well above the ‘daily units’ of wine (love those big glasses) because two small people in the house actually add up to one whole human’s worth of company. There – social drinking. Nothing wrong with that!
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So funny, so true. Yet I’ve given up alcohol rather than taken it up. Because inevitably the night I have a glass or two Mr8 or Ms2 are up in the night or awake for the day at 5am, and it is just not worth it. I have also given up the idea that I was always going to provide homecooked meals for my kids. Yep, most nights and they get homebaked goodies in their lunchboxes, but – gasp – they also know what McDonald’s tastes like.
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I hear you Bern! My life resembles yours so closely it’s scary. How on earth do you have time to blog?
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I love this…yep, I look back at my past self and see someone trying to have it all-a smug, but run off my feet, supermum of mums, making sure that all boxes were ticked and everyone was happy, and we looked great to the outside world.
Just one thing was a damper- I couldnt work out why I kept getting migraines……no, really- I couldnt join the dots….
One divorce later and the reality check it brings to ideas of perfect families and I have left that girl by the wayside and embraced Ms Unperfect Me- unperfect everything, sometimes unperfect-on-purpose, sometimes by design-(and shhhhh, but sometimes I actively dont do things)…I love her…and she hasnt had a migraine ever….
And everyone else likes her better too- funny that.
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Just once I’d like to see an article written by a man about what he’s had to give up in order to “have it all”. Why is that phrase only ever applied to women (usually to make them feel guilty about working)? No one ever says to men, “Dude, you are a father AND you have a job. What, and you have hobbies too? Well, someone’s apparently trying to have it all.”
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My husband has given up heaps in order to be a great dad for our kids! I am a SAHM by our choice and he works. He cannot be nearly as involved in work as he was, and that comes with negatives at times. He has decided that being around for our kids is more important than seeking promotions which would necessarily take him away from us more. He doesn’t just go out with his mates whenever he wants.
That said, he is still super effective in his job and finds fulfilment there, catches up with mates regularly, plays sport and a whole heap of other things.
He may not write an article about it, but I guess my point is that if being around and available for your kids is important to you as a man, then, just like women, you can’t have it all. And that’s fine by us
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I wasn’t saying men don’t give up things. Of course they do! My issue is that it seems to be an expectation for women but not for men. When women have kids and work, they’re trying to “have it all”. When men have kids and work, it’s seen as normal.
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But a lot of men work in jobs they hate to pay the bills or they work far more than they would like to so that their wife can stay home with the kids. We still expect men to support their families, and that’s quite a burden. A lot of men would prefer to have more down-time or would love to pursue a passion, but they put those desires on the back-burner when they have kids.
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Sorry! I misunderstood. Please forgive me. I do agree that men having kids and working is seen as normal while women tend to wrestle with that more (or at least we are told we should wrestle with that more). I guess my point was that lots of Dads change very little when kids come along. My husband has made a deliberate decision that time with the kids comes first and I really admire and appreciate that in him. I’m pretty sure it’s not the norm – at least among people I know.
Which I guess, could be your point! I am expected to give things up where he is unusual for doing so!
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Redfred, my husband has definitely sacrificed to have kids. We earn a lower wage because he refuses to work fly in fly out (he’s in mining). He rarely heads to the pub with the boys, preferring to come home and watch the kids to give me a break. His chosen hobby is triathlons, all his training is done in the mornings and races are over mid-morning Sundays. Another man I know started his own business so that his hours were flexible enough to work in with his wife’s work hours too, as after school care is minimal out here in the outback. Their house is spotless, kids well dressed, all on a small wage, because they both make sacrifices every day for their kids.
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Again, not at all saying men don’t sacrifice things. I know they do. My issue is that articles like this are always written about women, not men, as though women are, and should be, the only ones to ever sacrifice things. Which of course is not true.
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So get writing redfred!
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Number 5 comes at the right time for me.
I’ve spent weeks trying to rationalise a surge in nightly wine consumption since having a baby and returning to work.
Now I can just learn to accept it and not argue.
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Cooking, cooking and cooking.
Also cooking.
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So many people dislike cooking, and it seems especially mums of little kids. But I often wonder what it means when they (like my best friend) say ‘I don’t cook’.
Does it mean your partner/children cook?
That you get take-away a lot?
That you eat out a lot?
That you buy ready-meals?
That Jamie Oliver pops ’round and whips up a tasty plate? Yes please to this!
That you do actually make something for dinner but that you just don’t classify it as ‘cooking’? (like eggs and beans on toast – which is yummo by the way!)
Hand on my heart, not being rude, just genuinely interested to know the answer… especially from parents of young families. I consider cooking to be one of my hobbies, but these days as a mum, it is a chore during the week, I totally get that.
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Not cooking means most of what you said.
* lots of pasta type dishes
* fancy is a stir fry
* healthy take away (BBQ chook and salad ?)
* non healthy takeaway (pizza!)
Never buy ready meals (too much fat crap and salt)
My partner cant boil water
Jamie Oliver – not in my kitchen !
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I have a Jamie Oliver 30 min cookbook – it has the best cauliflower pasta bake ever – but best of all – I can cook it in 30 minutes!
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How good is BBQ chook? So many things you can do with it!
If not Jamie, then perhaps Bill Granger?
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For me, not cooking means beans on toast, takeaway (once a month), fruit salad and yoghurt, eggs on toast, crackers and cheese. Sometimes when I’ve really really had enough, cereal!
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The day before payday when mum was on the sole parent pension, she would get us all excited about having “breakfast for dinner” – oh what joyous novelty! what whimsy! – we would go nuts over porridge with tinned fruit and yogurt and honey. We didn’t know til years later that it was all homebrand and she had barely enough money!
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I still love breakfast for dinner! My mum as a single mum did similar things, sometimes it was pancakes, bacon and eggs, but always called Breakfast for dinner – do it with my kids now!
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I classify it as ready to cook stuff, like oven chips etc. No shame in it but the oven cooks it-not me! Lol
Cooking is a meal with fresh stuff from scratch !
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A friend of mine ‘didn’t cook’ and she did a lot of assembling – like putting together a chicken and salad, her husband BBQing and a salad. I stayed with them for a week and can attest to her not cooking – but every night putting out a nice loaf of bread, salad, and some kind of protein. She never baked either.
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Yes! My non-cooking best friend has BBQ almost 365 days a year. It works well for her because she says she can’t cook and her husband must have meat at every meal. Whereas mine is raptures over a really good salad or bowl of soup!
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My husband does most of the cooking. He is a great cook and can whip up a nice meal in half an hour.
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Can I borrow him?
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Mum, is that you?
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This all depends on the day and how many turned up noses to yet another meal. I can handle (enjoy?) day after day cooking but not the day after day *insert whiney voice* but I dooooon’t liiiiiiiike that. You knooooowwwww I dooooon’t”. Far out, brussel sprout, that does your head in and tests the super-mum theory no end. I have 8 to feed, of which I get 2-3 grateful on average. There are many apples or carrots consumed in place of a prepared from scratch meal.
Doesn’t stop the from-scratch preparation: I love it too much.
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My favourite (and I use this term very loosely) phrase was “Have I had this before? Did I like it?” like I was going to tell her she’d hated it!
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I dont have a paid job but still cop the guilt trips from my children. The beauty of being a stay at home mum is that I can usually go to most things they want me to go to. The down side of that is the more things you go to, the precedent has been set and they expect the status quo to be maintained. I am juggling them at 3 different schools at the moment and there are simply things that clash with the other schools stuff or in fact stuff in my own life, like an appointment or even the desire to get to medicare before the queue is out the door! I had 2 Easter story plays on the same morning at different schools, so I went to the first one and then raced to the next one. And arrived just as my daughter was heading back to her seat, she’d just finished her part. I did my best and got there for at least some of it. Though I was stressed and sweaty from rushing. So from now on I’ve decided that I will only attend one school event per day. First invitation received is the one I will attend. Otherwise I’ll be busy at medicare
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Lu! You need to get hassling your Doctors to do the online claiming thing where they put the claim through on the spot and it goes directly to your bank account! Or claim by post using this form: http://www.medicareaustralia.gov.au/public/…/Medicare_PC1_0407_p.pdf
Who stands in line at Medicare these days?! Unless you are loving that excuse for not attending school plays
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I must be really old fashioned, I love getting the cash in my hand!
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Spot on for me right now, Bern. I have just been thinking this week “something’s gotta give’. I have been trying to study, work and do housework and have just found out I’m expecting number 3 and am pretty damn nauseous. I think the study is going to have to go. I can’t stand feeling rushed and pressured all the time, its craziness. I, for one, was never cut out to be a ‘supermum’. Never actually met one of those anyway. I don’t think I was even cut out to be “a competent multi-tasker” actually. Nope, somethings definitely gotta give. I don’t want to “have it all” anymore, I’ll settle with “just a bit” I think.
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Kids are awesome at the guilt thing. My best friend’s little girl had an Easter hat parade. On Good Friday we were at their house for dinner. Little girl said to her dad “Daddy, yesterday we had our hat parade, and everyone was there, and I wore a pink hat, but you weren’t there, but I still love you anyway”.
Pack your bags, folks, we are off on a guilt trip!
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Damn Straight – after a weekend chock full of kids activities – swimming, bbqs, play dates, school parties – I eventually started to tidy away on Sunday evening. Putting away the Twister game: “but mum, you said you were going to play it with me on Saturday. You lied, you never play with me”. Cue full on parental tantrum at selfish rude children.
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So relieved my child is not the only one who does this. It drives me insane. No matter what you give or what you do when they’re little it’s never enough. Just as well they’re cute…
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Ahhh yes. Appreciation deficiency
http://crappypictures.com/2011/08/appreciation-or-how-not-to-get-more-ice-cream.html
I love this post, explains it perfectly.
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