I am jealous (not envious, envious sounds less harsh) of stay at home moms. I am jealous of stay at home moms that don’t have looming work projects over their heads and can grocery shop and do the laundry and maybe even go to the gym or meet a friend at Starbucks. I am jealous of stay at home moms who have manicures. I am very jealous of stay at home moms that have a disposable income and have a babysitter. I am not as jealous of stay at home moms who are in the weeds with a couple of kids under 3.
I am jealous of working moms, working moms with their nice clothes and work trips with nice hotel rooms. I am jealous of working moms with real offices that aren’t in their living room and have a door. I am jealous of working moms with big accounts and big meetings. And I am especially jealous of working moms who have manicures. I am jealous of working moms who miss the worst hours of the day, when the kids come home from school until dinner, which are still witching hours even though they aren’t babies anymore. I am not jealous of working moms who miss out on seeing their kids as much as they would like during the week.
I know many women are jealous of me. June Carol Clair, who looks glamorous at school pick up with her work clothes. June Carol Clair, what a good mom leaving a work meeting to run her daughter’s Brownie meeting. They are jealous of how lucky I am to have a career and family, the best of both worlds. If they could only see behind the scenes, they wouldn’t be jealous.
We’re all doing the juggle, we have our good days and our bad days, but today I feel jealous. Just let me have that.