Intensive Mothering
"child-centered,
expert-guided, emotionally absorbing, labor-intensive, and financially
expensive"
*The Cultural Contradictions of Motherhood,
Hays (1996) pg.8
I can almost guarantee all you mommies out there are feeling like that is a pretty accurate description of your life. Until now, I'm not sure I could clearly articulate exactly what it is like to stay at home and mother every minute of every hour of every day. Well, now I have a word for what it is like: intense . . . it is intense . . . really intense.
Mate and I figured out early on that neither of our jobs could be the more difficult one. Admittedly, I have tried to insinuate more than once that what I do everyday tips the difficulty scale in my favor, but, honestly, that's just not fair. Mate's got some mad skills and a whole lot of responsibility. Not to mention, a lengthy commute and a not-so comfy dress code (he does look pretty cute dressed all doctor-like, though). It can be easy to overlook all of the things that make his job difficult because it also comes with weekends and validation and parties and a paycheck. While all that is happening, I'm here . . . mothering . . . intensively . . . all the time. Even when I'm not actively mothering, I am thinking about mothering. I'm running errands and worrying about how long I've been gone; I've got to get back home. I'm working on household tasks while the girls play; I should be playing too. Are they eating their vegetables? Have they heard 700 words this hour? Did they play on the iPad for too long? There is no break . . . ever.
Nowhere in the description of intensive mothering does it say that those of us parenting this way are crazy. You can all be sure I was glad about that. So, I'm not crazy. I'm mothering intensively, which sounds kind of sophisticated and important, if you ask me.
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