Interestingly enough, yesterday someone mentioned an emotional struggle her friend had gone through while leaving her daughter with a nanny. She mentioned that her friend, who was a working mother, would feel jealous of the nanny. These feelings of jealousy had to do with her fear that the baby would like the nanny more than the mother.
Once again, prior to having children, a working woman does not contemplate such emotions. But here they are, in full swing.
I can't say that I have ever felt nanny rivalry but I admit that sometimes, I do feel resentment that the babysitter gets to spend the day with my child. It's hard to leave the baby with a caregiver and even the most career-oriented mothers find themselves having a hard time leaving their children at a daycare or with a nanny.
I recently heard a surgeon talk about her disappointment in leaving her six month old son at a professional day care center. She had always hoped that her mother would eventually move to the area and take care of her children while she worked.
Are grandparents the ultimate solution to nanny rivalry? Do we overcome our child-care anxiety by leaving our children with their grandparents?
Growing up, I knew of a woman whose daughter referred to her grandmother as "mama". I find it hard to believe that the mother did not feel some sense of discontent at that, after all, hearing your baby or toddler call out "mama" is one of the most rewarding parts of motherhood.
How do we overcome nanny rivalry? Or do we even need to overcome it? Maybe we just need to accept it as part of the deal of leaving our children behind with a caregiver.
The Myth of the Modern Day Superwoman
Ten years ago, we all wanted to be Superwoman and we thought it was possible. We thought it was glamorous to be the powerful working mom who pulled in a high salary and managed a full household at the same time. We promised ourselves that we would be that woman one day, the woman who could win in the courtroom or save lives in the operation room and then make it home in time to put a steaming hot lasagna on the table for our family of five. Yes, Superwoman was who we told ourselves we would be. That was then and this is now. Ten years later, I'm married with my first child. I wrote and passed the two hardest bar exams in the United States and am the owner of my own law practice, all while working to complete my Masters in Tax Law. Ten years later, I am still struggling to be Superwoman. The glamorizarion of the modern-day Superwoman is a fallacy.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
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I think it would take a lot for the baby to actually prefer the nanny over the parent.
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