I guess no argument behind that kind of logic.
There is no one that slams Elly on motherhood quite like Annie. Yes, Elly. After work you are a mother. Before work and during work, not so much.
When I was working (evenings) and my kids went to after-school-care at my neighbour’s house, I was more relieved than guilty. After all, they had lots of interaction with other kids, and their dad got a turn at being a caregiver when he got home and collected them. He learned to cook (a little bit), and manage the kids until they went to bed, then he got a little “ME time.” When I was a stay-at-home mom (before they were both in school), I did everything, even took in preschool daycare kids. It was exhausting! So, I’ve been on both sides of the above scenario. (Working outside the home was much easier.)
For anyone who was complaining about Elly “dumping” April on Anne when she went back to work, it clearly shows here Anne is being paid for babysitting.
Anne seems kind of like a neat character at times- I’m bummed Lynn soon “disappeared” her for whatever reason. They dropped the “other woman” storyline (a story type Lynn wasn’t comfortable with until Liz was an adult), and I guess there wasn’t much else to go, but she is a different voice than Connie- a little more down-to-earth and humble, I guess?
Elly’s going to complain either way. She complains if she’s at home too much and she complains if she’s working and life is moving on around her. She just needs to relax and let it flow.
My mother tells this story. When I was 1 and able to walk she acquired a job. A friend of the family was paid to watch me. Some time went by and then one weekend while the two families were together eating and socializing (that used to happen) I got hurt somehow, started crying and walked right past my mother, who was bending down to pick me up and comfort me, and right into the sitters arm. Mom quit her day job.
Do Canadians have to work on Black Friday? Oh right, they don’t even have Thanksgiving Thursday off of work!
I’m reminded of the wonderful woman from our church who offered to watch our baby when I had to go back to work. She gave me a “cut rate” and treated our girl like her own. When I went to the hospital for our second baby, since my husband worked 3rd shift, our first girl actually stayed overnight at her house for no extra pay. Unfortunately, a nosy neighbor reported her as having too many children (it was obvious that they weren’t all siblings when they played outside), but she helped me find a new place to take the girls. We’re still in touch, even though she moved away and my girls are now teenagers.
Friends. REAL ones.
I would write that as, “And after work, we’re still mothers”.
If I had a neighbor who could babysit and then the kids were over there a lot of the time, what a blessing that would be. People who have that should never take it for granted. I’m not so lucky.
Aww, what a good friend
April has all it takes to have a wonderful childhood inspite of working mother.
It takes a village