Are you a Slasher? Hint: most moms are!

You may have heard of a new trend in career designations recently. The “Slash Career” is gaining acceptance among mainstream workers. The Slash (/) is no longer reserved for the starving creative types, as in Actor/Busboy, Artist/Barista, Singer/Waitress, etc.

Nowadays, the Slash is popping up between more white collar and upper-middle class professional titles, such as Lawyer/Event Planner, and Executive/Life Coach. People who successfully manage dual careers seem to thrive on the variety in their lives. You know, like pretzels dipped in chocolate. I like pretzels, and I love chocolate. But when you put them in the same bite, they’re both even better!

Even though today’s hip, modern Slash Careers are getting more press, we all know that mothers are the original Slashers. I’m a mom, and I never know what to put down for “Occupation,” when I fill out a form. At first, when I was a new mom, I continued to use my former occupation. My “real” job.

It’s been a while since then, and I’ve gotten over it. The older I get, the less I care about what other people think of me. I’m completely consumed, fulfilled, and exhausted by my current profession as a mom working from home. So what do I write on the form? It’s hard to sum up what I do in just one word. But when I start listing the things I do for a living, it seems kind of arrogant to try to write them all down. I mean, who do I think I am? Wonder Woman? I just do what every other mom does… A little bit of everything!

So I usually just choose the occupational titles that mean the most to me personally: Wife and Mother. The other stuff is important, too, and the variety of activities is stimulating and delicious. But in the big picture, all the housework, blogging, entrepreneurial endeavors, and even charitable activities, pale in comparison to the significance of the work I do with my family. Yep, Wife/Mother. That’s me.

My kids say the funniest stuff: flytraps

A few days ago, I was driving The Mother Ship (minivan) with the kids in the back. The boys, ages 6 and 8, were reaching across the seat between them, going “chomp! chomp!” toward one another. Hoping to avert a brawl, I was about to tell them to keep their hands to themselves, when I heard the younger one say, “Chomp! I’m a Venus flytrap!” I thought that was cute. Then, the older one responded, “Well, I’m a Jupiter flytrap. I’m bigger!” 🙂

Happy Birthday to me!

I’m one of those people who enjoy having birthdays. Yes, I’m getting older, and yes, I have more gray hair than I did a year ago, but I still think birthdays are fun. My family got me a pink iPod shuffle, which I LOVE! And my kids are working on another “present” for Mommy, which is not arguing for the whole day, and doing what I ask without having to be asked multiple times. We’ll see how they do! My dad used to ask us for the same thing on Father’s Day or on his birthday, and we thought it would be so much easier if we could just get him a “real” gift. I guess you have to become a parent to understand what a “real” gift is, on so many levels!

Gratitude journal: It’s my birthday, and I get to eat cake!

The Great Pumpkin – smells like childhood!

I grew up in rural Wisconsin in the 70s, and we didn’t have cable television. That means it was a really big deal when the Charlie Brown specials were on. Back then, the only time I could see cartoons was on Saturday mornings, unless you count Sesame Street, Electric Company, and Mr. Rogers on PBS.

Anyway, even though we have The Great Pumpkin on DVD now, and can watch it any time of the year (and we do!), it’s still a special thing to see it on the network. It doesn’t matter that I’m 30-something with kids of my own. When we sit on the couch to watch Linus in the pumpkin patch, it’s almost like being a little kid again. Thank you, Great Pumpkin, sincerely!