I am a working mother. I’m sitting at almost 9pm about to write this article. My day started at 4:45am this morning. But I’m still going. I’ve been to the gym, drycleaners, the podiatrist, posted a blog article, edited another to half it size, made my daughter a dentist appointment, talked to her orthodontist, spoke to another who wants to syndicate her fashion videos, stopped at Steps and signed her up for tap classes, did the laundry, cleaned the kitchen and one bathroom, took out the garbage, swept the living room and the dining room and put in 9 hours at the office all while tweeting intermittently all day long with the Mom-entum community.
Why am I telling you this? I had to provide context as to why I could totally relate to the new Sarah Jessica Parker movie, “I Don’t Know How She Does It.” I was lucky enough to get invited by Moms and the City to see a preview at the Scandinavia House this Wednesday. So many of the scenes related to events in my own life although I have to say most of mine didn’t seem as funny, charming or poignant. And I was in a room filled with other moms who felt the same way.
After the movie, Sarah Jessica arrived along with the author Allison Pearson. It started as a discussion led by the moms of Moms and the City, but instead of a Q & A by the hosts of Sarah Jessica and Allison, they wanted to hear what we had to say.
“Why do we try to do so much?” “Why do we feel the need to bake for our child’s bake sale even though we are dead on our feet?” “Why do we feel the need to be perfect?” Most of the moms talked about how stressed they are, but as members of the audience answered these questions, I couldn’t help but remember one particular day my daughter was negotiating for tap classes on top of school/homework, acting lessons, auditions, go sees and her already full plate. I was relentlessly defending my position that she had too much on her plate and just how did she think she was going to do it all to which she replied very seriously, “Mom. I’m going to be just like you.” I stood there for a moment and thought to myself, “Oh, no. What have I done? Am I creating a future ADD driven, crazy mom?”
So I want to go back and take my daughter and see what she is her take on this movie and afterwards sit down to discuss what she thought. I think it will be a very interesting discussion. And if decide to see the movie, I would love to hear your opinion. Could you relate?