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I'm a work-at-home mom.Ā My kids are 4 and 8. I'm having a tough time balancing work and motherhood. My little one doesn't understand that 'Mommy needs to work' and my older one wants me to drop everything when he walks in the door, but it'sĀ not always possible. What can I do?
Because youāre physically present, kids naturally expect a work-at-home parent to be available.Ā Ā Younger children lack the skills (patience, the ability to keep quiet) that allow us to easily juggle their needs and our work responsibilities simultaneously. Some possible tactics:
Arrange your schedule, if possible, to be free for a half hour when your 8 year old comes in from school.Ā Itās a very important time to reconnect and hear about the peer-part of her day.Ā Let her know itās a ābreakā for you as well, and she likely wonāt resent your returning to work as much as if you seem annoyed by her interruption.Ā Sheāll move on and so can you! Maureen OāBrien, PhD is a developmental psychologist, parenting coach and mother of twins.Ā She founded www.destinationparenting.com and is the author of Watch Me Grow: Iām One-Two-Three (available at Amazon.com).
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Maureen OāBrien, PhD is a developmental psychologist, parenting coach and mother of twins.Ā She founded 

Looking around my home one weepy day, I realized I had been telecommuting for the last couple of years and had accumulated all the SOHO trappings a freelance worker needed to succeed.
Has it been easy? Honestly, no. My son is old enough to understand I need to work but I haven't yet reached the point where I can stick to a specific schedule. He's also an only child, so if I close the door, he feels alone. Abandoned by both parents.
Adjusting my schedule works for a couple of days, until he adjusts his too. He wants to mimic me and has done very well with his own desk setup. Thankfully, he is at the point where he accepts certain boundaries. Even initiated a couple of his own.
When I had a "normal" job, I dropped him off at school and picked him up at his after-school program. Although I felt guilty, I had the geographical separation that prevented me from being right there next to him. Now, I'm either in the same room or within yelling distance but sometimes can't run to his side the way either of us imagined I'd be able to.
Being there yet not really being there because I'm building a business. That hurts.