But again, it is true. Many of these attitudes will change once the children have children of their own. I know I never appreciated all my mom went though till I became a mom myself. However, if I do ask my mom for her opinions I am always careful to be respectful about them. That's what I guess my goal is to try to foster with my own young adult daughter but times have changed and kids are much more "familiar" now a days.
Settling for Second Best
I cook. I carpool. I volunteer. I do everything for my daughter. So, of course, her role model is … her dad?
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On my way to volunteering for PTA duty at my 13-year-old daughter's middle school, I saw a picture of her staring at me from the main school bulletin board, and it stopped me in my tracks. Marina is the school's student-body president, and she was featured along with the other council members. In the picture, she had a confident smile and that "I can do anything" look I've seen on her face so many times before. Curious, I read the profile below her photo and smiled at her answers. "Favorite food: sushi. Favorite sport: soccer." Then, "Role model: my dad." I did a double take and peered closer. Surely it said "my mom," too? Nope. Just two lonely words: "my dad."
Half of me swelled with pride, knowing I'd made the right choice of a husband and father to my children.
The other half of me screamed, Wait a minute—how come I'm not her role model also?
Yes, my husband, Mike, is a generous and loving father. But I'm the Room Mom and the Team Mom! I chaired a school fundraiser that took months of preparation! I plan all the birthday parties! I scour cookbooks for nutritious dinner recipes! And who's there for the kids every day when they come home from school? Me!
But I don't bring home the bacon—and I had to wonder if that's why Marina chose her dad. After all, his successful career has provided us with a nice home, extravagant vacations and private sports clubs for her and her little brother. Also, Mike works hard at a career he enjoys, something we have taught our children to value and take pride in. He also devotes almost all his free time to his kids.
Of course, he doesn't spend as much time with them as I do. I became a stay-at-home mom when my daughter was born—a role I never expected to have and one that, like many women in my position, left me conflicted. I felt blessed to be with my new baby, but I was also terribly lonely. I had sacrificed not only my career as a teacher, but also all my friends and my social network. I missed my students and the sense of purpose I got from my job. Every morning, I watched Mike with envy as he left for work. Little had changed for him. He still got to interact with adults and attend leisurely business dinners with uninterrupted grown-up conversation. Me? I went to the library for toddler reading time and sang "The Wheels on the Bus" at Mommy & Me classes.
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