“It’s a pooooooo! It’s a poo-poo!”
I have been trying to write this story about “having it all” for two days.
During that time, I have been interrupted approximately 200,000 times, most recently by the voice of my 2yo son, shouting about poo. From the bath.
A poo in the bath, any parent will tell you, is A Very Bad Thing. The clean up is not pretty, and everyone feels dirty afterwards.
It is actually the perfect metaphor for the arguments about a working mother’s rightful role.
I definitely Have It All. All the chaos, All the stress and All the joy of a young family, a busy job and many, many Responsibilities.
Recently, I made a decision that went against pretty much every fibre of my being – I decided to Have A Bit Less.
I decided that I couldn’t – right now – do my demanding dream job and be a present mother to my two small children, a decent partner and all the other roles in my personal life that I want to fulfil.
I realised that I was spreading myself too thinly, trying to do too much, and that my health and happiness were fraying at the edges as a result.
So I’ve stepped back at work. It was a difficult thing to do, and remains a difficult thing to admit.
But here’s the thing. People are delighted.