It's Tricky

Run DMC had it right: It's Tricky. I'm home today with Margot who has had some degree of intestinal issues for the last four days or so. Yesterday her school called and asked her not to come in today. -I certainly felt chastised! (In my defense, she hasn't run a fever, hasn't been grouchy, and the dirty diapers aren't soupy). So I went on the assumption that no fever meant she wasn't contagious. -But I've been wrong before, so I made a pediatrician appointment for this afternoon.

But the REALLY tricky part is this: Of course I love my baby more than life itself, but I have really important things to do at work. I NEED to be there, and things don't go well when I'm not there. And why is it that the mom stays home from work? Why is her career less important than the dad's? Moms out there, if your husband stays home with the sick kids- then I'd love to know about it.

But especially in the Army, for some reason- the wife is the mommy is the stay at home nurse. It chaps my ass and insults my equality as a woman. And to add salt to the wound, when Bob is asked what he does at work during the day, he ALWAYS says, "Oh, not much. I went to some meetings and did some other stuff. Not a big deal." That's fine. But I DO have big deals I should be working on right now!

But while I'm home, I'm making the best of my womanly stereotype- so if you'll excuse me, I have pumpkin bread to bake, laundry to fold and put away, and toilets that won't clean themselves.