SAHM No More explores the the ups-and-downs of navigating a new world of parenting, transitioning from married stay-at-home motherhood to a full-time working, divorced motherhood. And there are a lot of adjustments being madeāa lot of adjustments and not a lot of sleep.
The thing about parenting is that a lot of it has to do with compartmentalizing. Obviously, you donāt want to divide your whole life into discrete entities that have nothing to do with one another. That seems vaguely sociopath. But it can be nice to have things separated. Thereās the side of me that eats the leftover mac and cheese off my kidās dinner plate and thereās the side of me that interviews authors who I respect and emulate. Iād like to keep those two parts of me far, far away from each other.
For the most part, Iām successful at doing this. I donāt feel like Iām compromising either my āmomā self or my āworkā self. Itās just two sides of the same person, two different worlds in the same gravitational orbit. But sometimes, when it seems like those worlds are going to collide, I am forced to confront the fact that not everyone in each world might be so comfortable with whatās happening elsewhere.
Mostly what I worry about is not what anyone from my professional world will think about my kids and my life as a mother. Mostly what I worry about is what will happen when my kids or, for that matter, their friends Google me and discover that I am eminently searchable. I worry that what they might find would not gel with the idea of what a āmomā should be doing. And as much as I hesitate to say that there are things that any mom “should” or “shouldnāt” be doing, I’m very aware of what would have embarrassed me to death when I was an adolescent. And Iām afraid that Iām guilty of a lot of those things.