April 06, 2006

Mommy Wars

You have heard about her work on the Today Show, in Vanity Fair, Newsweek, Business Week, Elle, Parenting, you name it. I am proud to say Leslie Lehr has become a citizen hunter and will be a regular guest blogger for our Work at Home Mom Corner.

Leslie is the author of several humorous parenting books. Mommy Wars, her new book about Working Moms versus Stay-at-home Moms, is excerpted in WAHM. Read her entries, share your stories, and ask her questions.


"The way to be a good mom is still a mystery and one that overlaps with how to be a good citizen and how to have a good life. Because being a good role model is also important. " Leslie

Being a stay at home mom is no picnic. Neither is being a working mom. All moms are worthy of respect.

Those of us who can still buy groceries on one income are lucky to have the choice of having a career in addition to the enormous job of being a mother. Despite knowing full well that it was impossible to have it all, at least at the same time, I was sort of pressured to stay home by the impossible hours and lack of family support of the careers my husband and I had chosen. Still, my attempt to be a good mom and still feed my ambition made me hate everyone.

I still am jealous of women who are completely at peace with staying home or vice versa, because trying to be a good citizen and be productive in society without living through the children and still raising the children to be productive good citizens is a real struggle. I hated working moms who had someone else to do the grunt-work and could afford luxuries and I hated stay at home moms who had time to read the newspaper and play tennis. In fact, today I am resentful that I have to cut my writing short - important stuff -because school gets out early and it's my carpool day.

But I recently spoke on a panel at a Wharton Business School Alumni breakfast and it was interesting to see what choices many smart young women were making. The new mothers tend to be very confused. Then they piece together temporary solutions which evolve into a new business model. Similar to how employees can no longer count on IBM to take care of them forever and must develop more individual careers, this new generation of mothers was starting to identify the painful and forced changes of motherhood as an example of how each person is a separate business, a business that is constantly re-evaluating and developing new strategy in order to be successful, that is, to raise beloved children and still have a separate identity and contribution to society.

Here's an excerpt from the book:

    Last week after Caty Joy was dropped off from school by Karen, the stay-at-home mom/afternoon carpool driver, my daughter barged into my home office and plopped down on the loveseat.

    "What does Karen do all day?" she asked.

    I hit Save on my computer while I frantically racked my brain for an answer appropriate for a twelve year old. She waved a Xerox from career day in front of my face as an explanation for her query. I scanned the career categories. "Mother" wasn't on the list.

    Caty Joy had to know that Karen was PTA Vice President, Brownie troop leader, and Room Mother every year. How could she forget getting a ride home whenever I ran late? What about all the times I stashed her at Karen's house for an hour or two when I had to drive her sister somewhere? How could she take Karen so utterly for granted?

    I had to think of an answer that would show how important stay-at-home-moms are, but not so important that Caty Joy would think of becoming one. She needed to multiply fractions so she could stay on the Honor Roll, get into an Ivy League college, and choose a good career. Something with an employment contract and stock options. Then, like a zap from Mother Nature, I remembered that Karen also did the books for her husband's small company. But if I mentioned that, would it take away the value of Karen's time at home and in the school? My brain seized from the mental whiplash.

    "You know she volunteers a lot," I began. "Plus, she's a mom."

    My daughter thought about this for a moment. She wiped cookie crumbs from her mouth and nodded.

    "She's a good one," she said.

    I smiled and blinked back tears. Did that mean I was not a good one? Should I have skipped that business call, and picked her up with a plate of warm cookies perched on top of the steering wheel? Then Caty Joy took a pencil from my desk and printed "Mother" on her list. I felt better.

I don't really hate anybody, especially not mothers. It's the hardest and most important job in the world. Yet we are important, too. There is no prefect way to be a mother - or even a way to know if you are a good one. So the real battle is raging in our heads - mine, anyway. I have no idea if my working at home has helped my daughters. The first time my daughter brought home a bad grade, I freaked out. I didn't give up my ambition of running Paramount Pictures for my daughter to fail a stupid math quiz. I felt like I failed. It took a really long time, but finally I realized that I didn't stay home for my daughter at all. I stayed home for me.



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