A Harvard study from businessinsider.com states that researchers find “working mothers have more successful daughters and conscientious sons.”
I had read that article awhile back and brushed it off. However, somewhere in my subconscious it had stuck. Reading it had struck a nerve. Made me worried.
I have always been amazed by the parents who can go to work and be that super parent in the evening all while still doing the laundry and keeping up with the house. I admire their dedication to their career and strength they have to “get it all done”. I know that when I’m away even for a little bit from my children, my moments with them are much better when I return. I’m a happier, more patient mother to them. I can only imagine that that must be how they feel after picking them up from daycare or on the weekends when they get that precious time together.
I’ve reflected a lot lately on my decision to stay home. When I stopped working to be home with our children, I thought for sure we had their best interest in mind.
I thought that what I was doing for them and the moments that we had were beyond the worth that any career could offer me personally. I felt so blessed to have the ability and the resources that I had the option to stay home with my babies. I wanted to be the one there for all the little moments, good, bad, or otherwise. My husband and I, as all parents, only want the best for our children. Was me staying home doing that?! According to this study I wasn’t so sure anymore.
And just like that I had to stop myself from that thought.
Working parent or stay at home parent, either one is a great option. Both are important and hard. Both are rewarding and frustrating. Both can look at the other and think the grass is greener yet in the end one must do what is best for their situation. And frankly I love my decision. I love being there for all the moments. We have a bond that is unlike anything I could imagine. I’ve witnessed all the moments, I’ve kissed all the ouchies, I’ve read 1,000 books before kindergarten, I’ve taken them on a million different play-dates, I’ve watched them navigate new challenges, and I’ve seen them change and transform in so many different ways.
I am not a study from Harvard.
I love and value each day that I spend with my children and I’m bound and determined to believe that they will be extremely successful in spite of the fact that I was not a “working” mother. Plus, how are you measuring success anyway? The amount of money they made? Whether they climbed the corporate ladder? As a former teacher, I can tell you that a $$$ isn’t everything. I loved what I did and knew I was making a difference whether my paycheck showed that or not. Or did they measure success in the number of people they positively affect in their lives? Or in how happy they are in their life? Whatever they feel in their measure of “success” I’ve concluded, I’m happy with the choices we’ve made and I’m certain my babies with be very “successful” in many different aspects.