All mums really want is for someone to tell them they’re doing a good job. That they’re making the right decisions. That they’re not going to completely screw up their children.
Most mums of my generation have had careers before babies. We’ve had colleagues and bosses. We’ve had constant performance reviews and feedback. We’re used to knowing if we’re performing to standard.
Then come the babies and there’s silence. It’s deafening. How do we know we’re doing ok if no one’s telling us?
What happens when there isn’t a fat, lecherous supervisor telling us to “smile more” or a bitchy boss letting us know every time we’re four minutes late back from lunch? WHERE do we get our self-esteem from if we don’t have megalomaniac, wank-stains to put us down every time we see them??
I do beg your pardon. I’ve wandered slightly off track…. this has nothing to do with my personal experience. Obviously. Oh, look over there –>