Now, let us fast forward a few years. Well, okay, like a decade. A decade spent as Stay-At-Home Mommy Me. The two kids were school-aged. I'd taken a very nice long career break. The time had come. The time had come for me to relaunch my career… from home.
My lifestyle, our lifestyle, was remarkably different than it was the first work-from-home go-around. I'd spent the previous decade partaking in child-focused activities. You know, classroom mommy, storytime at the library mommy, member of the pre-school board mommy, bake 25 brownies from scratch mommy. The yes, of course I can take care of your kids while you go to work and our kids have a day off from school mommy. You know, 100% stay-at home-mommy stuff. Stay-At-Home-Mommy Me.
Now, it was time to go back… back into work mode. I donned a new identity: Working Mommy Me.
There was something I never even considered. Most people that were part of my current situation only knew Stay-At-Home Mommy Me. They didn't even know that I had a maiden name. A career. A life before kids. They only knew Stay-At-Home Mommy Me.
So, when I was ready to don my freshly woven Working Mommy Me cape, their vision was shielded by my decade old Stay-At-Home Mommy Me persona. No one in my Cincinnati social circle even knew that I had a previous productive work life. However, it was time to transform into the all-powerful Working Mommy Me. A Working Mommy Me that works from home. Yes, I was to proudly join the Working From Home Moms Club.
