Today I am not going to talk about the struggles of balancing a schedule or quality time or support groups (which all have their much needed place and time). Today, I'm going to talk about something that's a little taboo in the working mom circle: What happens when you really love what you do?
Don't get me wrong, I miss my kids, and working full-time has required a significant change for my family, but...
Wait. If I said how much I hate working and how awful it is to be away from my kids and my home all day, no one would think twice. But I love my job, so I feel like it's necessary to qualify and explain and justify what I do.
On filming days, I cannot wait to get in the car and head to set. The night before a writing session, I can hardly sleep because ideas are rushing through my head constantly. It's an adrenaline rush to audition and incredibly fulfilling to perform, and I love what I do.
Why do I feel guilty about not feeling guilty? How messed up is that?
We condition ourselves to think that any kind of work has to be awful and miserable, that we should be counting the hours until we are released to go home, but what happens when you are counting the hours until you can go sit at your desk? What then?
Does it mean I love my children less? No. Fight me.
Does it mean I should never have had kids? No. Fight me.
I just really love what I do, and even if I didn't, I really love having things like a home and electricity. So for me, going to work is always, always a good thing. I'm exhausted by the pressure to feel bad.
Maybe I'll get to a place where I can approach being a working mom with the same attitude I approach character development. (Read Here).
I'd love to hear if any of you working parents have the same 'I should feel guilty' guilt. Leave a comment below.
Thanks for tuning in.
Best wishes and break legs in whatever field you happen to love.