>> Friday, May 6, 2011
I've made no bones about it. I was never a career-minded woman. I worked because I had to. At times I enjoyed what I did -- the opportunity to travel, meet wonderful people (and celebrities). But I hated the grind....I hated living in Washington DC and having to get up at 4am for an hour and a half commute one way.
I never wanted a career. My career was to be a wife and mother. And when that finally happened, I was content. I reached my goal.
As a mother, I want the best for my daughters. I want them to be happy with their choices in life. I want them to be the best at what they do. If they choose a career-path, I will love them and support them. If they choose to be a mother and wife, I will love them and support them.
Regardless of what they choose, I would hope that I am instilling in them some homemaking skills. I may not be the best housekeeper, but I can still teach them that Clorox Wipes and a Swiffer can be your best friend. I may not be the best cook, but I can still teach them recipes that have been handed down from my mother, my grandmother, and my great grandmother. I may not be the best mother, but I can still love them with all my heart and soul and make them the center of my universe.
I've often wondered......if girls are raised in a home with a stay home mom, are they more likely to become stay home moms themselves? What made me wonder this was a sweet moment that I caught Nani in the Saturday before Easter.
I was preparing to bake my traditional Easter bread. It involves a lot of kneading and getting flour all over you, but Nani quietly asked if she could help me. I watched her face light up as I said yes and watched as she ran for her little apron. She ran and got her little step stool and placed it at the table next to me. As she stepped up, she listened carefully to what I had to teach her and then asked for a turn.
I stood back and watched as she took what I taught her and tried on her own.
|Love the whole look - the skirt, the apron, the bare feet, kneading homemade bread|
I was so proud of her. Proud of her for trying. Proud of her for starting to explore options for what her future could be - whether it's mom or working woman.
By the way -- her bread tasted FABULOUS!