Well, it’s been a year since I last wrote. Oops. But life has lifed. A lot. And I’ll try and get it to that as I try to write more and somehow try to make this blog a thing…but today I want to talk about one thing that’s been weighing on my mind quite a bit.
Working mom guilt (I’ll also say parent – dads get it too but since I’m writing about myself here and my experience, it’s working mom guilt).
I have always worked. I like working. I fully believe I am a better parent because I work. My kids have always been in daycare or summer camp. Do I wrestle with guilt about that? Yes, sometimes, but they’ve also experienced so many wonderful things about daycare and summer camp and that has helped simmer my guilt.
Until April. When the working mom guilt really hit the fan.
In fairness, when summer hits, that guilt has always hit the fan a little – I find myself wishing I could not work and just take them to the pool (ha, like we could afford that on one income!) or do fun activities (again, see the one income thing) as I think about the sky high cost of summer camp and the continued cost of daycare…but this April did a number on me.
In April, we were very abruptly told that due to financial problems, our 4 year old’s daycare would be shutting down. In 2 weeks. Yes, you heard that right. We had two weeks to find other care for our Pre-Ker. Do we have it luckier than some who have younger kids? Yes. We only need the care for a few months before she goes off to the wonderful world of kindergarten. But still. Hello anxiety!
So:
Find a new daycare. And lo and behold, while I thought our existing daycare was among the pricier ones, we quickly found out that was NOT the case.
Completely uproot her from her friends and teachers she’s known since birth (again, everyone was going through it so it wasn’t use singled out but still).
Deal with our own emotions of being with a place we loved since 2018 and having it all just disintegrate so quickly.
We did find a place and I tried to focus on the positives – It was closer to home! One of her friends from her old daycare would join her in June! It would all be great for my social butterfly who loves loves school. Sure there would be an adjustment but just a few days, right? And we were going on vacation so really she just needed to get through 3 weeks and then it would be beach time.
Those 3 weeks drained us. She cried everyday. She hated drop offs. She begged us to come pick her up early. Yes, she would be fine after a bit they said. Yes I got pictures that showed her engaging in activities. Yes I know she’s 4 and it takes time to settle in after a major change (hello! My parents moved me my senior year of high school, I should know!)
But my brain kept picking at me (and truthfully still is) – why do I have to work? Can I just try and swing some summer off time/triage a bit so she’s not there everyday? Why can’t I be like some people who don’t have to work or just work part time?
Oh, and I didn’t even explain that my 7 year old will now be going to a new summer camp because the old one was connected to our daycare and everything that was part of a once thriving center was shut down. So now I also have to learn how to trust a whole new camp program.
Guilt. Guilt guilt. But in order to live the lifestyle we live, I have to work. But not only that, I keep coming back to this:
I like to work. I’m thankful beyond belief that I can work from home which has saved me more times than I can count. That offers me flexibility when my kid’s school ends in mid May and camps don’t start until mid June.
I’m showing my girls that it’s ok for Mom to work. To create products she’s proud of. And that they are still well taken care of when we are working outside of the house (also let’s be honest, my job at work is way easier than being a mom).
And that Mom is a better parent with the village of educators and camp counselors we have around us.
But yes, the guilt still guilts. She had a good drop off today after vacation because her friend is now there. Will that happen everyday? God I sure hope so but I am also not holding my breath. I also sure hope summer camp goes well for my 7 year old…
I keep reminding myself – change is Ok. And that it’s ok to feel guilt about working – and also totally fine if you don’t feel guilty about working. I’m also reminding myself it’s OK to feel scared or nervous but to keep pushing forward because change is messy but sometimes change gives us the biggest blessings in life and opens more doors than we could ever imagine.
So thanks for staying with me. And I hope to open some more doors this summer too.





