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Arlene Green

Arlene Green
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Geek girl, mother of more children than human beings should be allowed, owner of a snake named Plissken, several dogs, a plethora of cats, easily annoyed, easily overjoyed, will work for books.

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NOVEMBER 14, 2008 10:19PM

1950s Mommy Guilt and Us

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I haven't updated my blog in months. Not because I didn't want to. Because I had a health crisis that was chased like a cat by a terrier by a financial crisis. I had neither the time nor the energy to write. Not for no money.

 But I just ran in to a work related thing that won't go away if I don't exorcise it by writing about it. I'm losing sleep, so money or not, better I pound it out here.

 A certain client  of mine hires thousands of contractors. They kindly provide a message board for these people to interact. A couple of days ago someone started a thread on this board about how guilty they felt working at home because their kids get ignored.

Huh?

 A big part of the reason that I became a contractor was that I had a million kids and I wanted to be around for them. But my work time? The kids always knew that unless there was blood or the communists invaded that mommy's work time was mommy's work time. I had no guilt over telling/teaching them to deal with their own drama. I chose to be there so I could be there when it was really important.  But "Mommy play with me,  I'm bored."

 Not really important. 

 Where did women get the idea that to be a good mommy you have to pay attention and cater to your child's every little whim? 

 Historically the SAHM is an anomaly. At least the SAHM June Cleaver, Donna Reed approved mom. They didn't exist in any numbers that are statistically significant.  Most of history you had to be rich to be wife and mother and nothing else. Women have always worked. The 1950s housewife is a myth. Or at least so rare that she might as well be. 

The ability to stay at home at cater to the spawns every whim is a luxury. Throughout history women have worked their asses off. I'm pretty sure that 1850s women didn't get all guilt stricken because they couldn't play aughts and crosses with little Johnny. 

 I've decided that guilt is a choice these women make based on a skewed view of history. It has to be. Historically women birthed the babies and then worked their fingers to the bone  to make sure they had enough to eat so they would survive.  

Guilt over play time is a brand new thing. It isn't bad, exactly, but if you have to work for your grocery money you ought to realize that feeding your kid is more important than playing with them if it means playing with them will lower the money you have to buy groceries. 

 Seems simple, yes? Apparently it isn't. 

 

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Welcome back Arlene, I've missed you sorely. I'm sorry for the sickness and troubles, but with your talents and your will, I think you'll be ok. I believe it, but sorry for the rough patch.

As a SAHD, I have to agree that the kids get shortchanged on the play time, though I admit to having an easier time than most SAHMs. I've volunteered a lot of work, and done middling amounts of work for pay, but mainly because of my good fortune in marrying a ceo I didn't have to make money...but work is a good thing for everyone involved, including the kids who need to learn self reliance in a self indulgent world.

Nice to see you again.
Glad you are back. I like this blog. I have never known that woman who is a stay at home mom on those fifties shows you mention. I guess it made a lot of womens lives pure hell. it did mine, for a while.
I missed you Arlene. Thanks for popping back.

I'm a stay at home dad with a 19 month old. I'm currently applying for part time work and volunteering and serving on a nonprofit Board. So I have some "work time" during the day. It's hard because I'm not giving her all the attention she requests. Obviously, she's a young toddler, so I'm not completely ignoring her. But I admit, I feel damn guilty when I plop her with some toys and snacks while I get out "just a couple more" emails.
Welcome back, Arlene! I've missed your voice, wondered where and how you are...On the topic at hand - one of the best lessons I heard about this was from a friend who is a published poet. When raising her kids, she set aside time each day to write, closing the door between her study and them, feeling a little guilty about it. They each grew to be successful writers and artists in their own right. And to her surprise, rather than resenting that time, each told her that the example she set of making her creative life a priority was critical in helping them shape and value theirs. So...I don't have kids, but I think you're on the right track here...wishing you all the best and hope you can stick around...
I raised a million kids too (at least it felt that way at the time). I'm feeling ya, girl. I worked from home because I had to. We couldn't afford, not did I want to, to farm 'em all out. I look back on those days and think: WTF! How in the world did I do all of that? I was exhausted, I'm sure BUT I'm glad I was a SAHM. Now that they are all grown, guess what? I actually know them. Even more surprising...I like them and they like me. Lots of work - lots of rewards. Oh yeah, just one more thing. I thought my house would be perfect after my million grew up. Not. It still looks like crap. HA!
Really sorry to hear about the health crisis, but am so glad you're back and (reasonably?) okay! You have no idea how many people have screwed up their lives for wont of your sage advice.

Whether SAH or working M or D, kids need to be kept safe, fed, educated, stimulated and busy (oh, okay, and clean too). When I was a kid, I played with my siblings and other kids, not my mom (and certainly not my dad).

Does anybody remember Mrs. Cleaver playing a board game with the The Beave? Of course there should be parent-child interaction and attention, but today's "helicopter parents" are doing their kids more harm than good.

My husband likes to say that someday our kids will be on the couch telling a shrink, "My parents gave me too much 'quality time'. "

This guilt crap has just Got to stop. The 50's are SO over.
Good to see you back on line. I work out of my home about 80% of the time. My son knows not to bother me. Oh, he will come into the office for a minute or two each day, but nothing major. He is there far less often than a co-worker would be in my office if I were in an office building. What you are describing is really a silly parental complaint that is symptomatic of the kind of attitude that spoils children.
I've missed you Arlene.
I think it depends on how old one's children are and their level of maturity and ability to entertain themselves. If the parent has to put their preschool-aged children in front of PBS all day while they work, well they are probably justified in feeling a little guilty that they can't A) play with their children or B) send them to child care, so that they could be active and busy. Some families are stuck in that situation, and it's very unfortunate.

But if it's an 8-year-old who wants to play Monopoly, sure they ought to be able to amuse themselves until mommy or daddy is done for the day.
Missed you, Arlene!

Hope these dark times pass quickly.
God help me, but I have missed you, girl. Sorry that you've had trouble. But you're hella strong and nothing's going to get you too far down.

The whole "fetishization of parenting" in modern American middle and upper classes is really annoying, and as Sally has already noted, somewhat damaging. Sure, when the little guy says, "Mommy, come PLAY!" I want to. I want to make him happy. But there is not a damn thing wrong with me doing what I need to to make me happy too -- even if it means that he gets disappointed some of the time. In fact, happy mammas make for happy kids.

And when it's a choice between not eating and disappointment, well, that's not really a choice, now is it?
As Erma Bombeck said, "guilt is the gift that keeps on giving." I internalized my mother's guilt, purged it, it came back, purged....finally gave up and realized the best I can do is just recognize it for what it is: a toxic gift I don't want to recycle to my daughters.
I have learned that there is such a thing as "positive guilt." It is a guilt that we feel when we are breaking some (usually unspoken) rule hard-wired into our consciousness. Positive guilt shows up when we catch ourselves in an act of "positive selfishness." Positive selfishness is self-focus that not only does not harm, but actually benefits others. A wonderful example being your writer-friend's protecting her writing time and space, even from her children --- children whom, it sounds like, made good use of her role modeling.

I like to point out positive guilt to my clients, as signs of progress in therapy.

(The term "positive guilt" is a term I learned from my wife, by the way. Credit where credit is do.)
I was just wondering what you were up to, since we haven't heard from you in awhile. Sorry things haven't been great, but it's good to have you back.

And yes, I completely agree. I feel guilty about working, and then I think that I have to get over that -- I have to work, my daughter has a wonderful caregiver, and we do the best we can. I do wish society would make us feel better instead of worse, though.