Why I'll Work When I Have Kids...

Talking about the future is almost as scary as The Sixth Sense when it came out, almost.
So when my brother was talking to me about life with a newborn and my sister-in-law going back to work, and he said, "...you'll get it someday." 

And he's right, I will get it someday.

And this right here is when I will say it: This is my opinion now, but I reserve the right to change my mind in the future.  I am open to the fact that I might have a totally different opinion years from now.  Additionally I want to perface this post by saying I don't believe there is no right or wrong way to be a Mom, working or not, you're a Mom, and that in and of it's self is respectable, beautiful, and amazing.

Okay.So.
When I think about having kids, my internal monologue is as follows... chicka chicka what?...rewind...me have kids...give me a few years pah-lease.  I still have some good drinking important things to do.  What I do know is that someday I'd like to be a Mom, and if all goes 'as planned', is there is such thing as plan, I'd love to be working Mom.

Growing up my Mom worked, she's always worked. She worked to help put food on the table, live in a good neighborhood, take family vacations, put me through those awkward brace face years, and send me to college.  She worked to be a perfect mother, lead by example, care with compassion, and love unconditionally.  In my eyes she fully defines the term is the 'perfect Mom'.

'Perfect Mom', however is open to interpretation these days.  Defining the 'modern' Mom is nearly impossible. I digress.  Some Mom's work, some Mom's don't, and neither is inherently better or worse than the other.  Kids success isn't measured on whether their Mom worked, or not.  And not one kid is better than the other from the 'status' of their Mother.

But this is why I want to work, becuase my Mom did.  Any every daughter grows up wanting to be just like their Mom. And because when I stop to think about how many things I want to give to my children, things I want to provide them with, and opportunities I want to gift to them, I get overwhelmed.  I want to be strong. My Mom did it, so can I.

I have dreams of retiring young(ish) and having a cushy 401k to live off of, thanks to years of hard work, dual incomes, and proper saving. I dream of sending my kids to college and paying for every single penny, I said college, not college and graduate school future children.  I dream of having European family vacations, and a timeshare (or two).  I dream of giving my kids lives that were similar to mine.  And I'll work as hard as I need to to achieve my dreams, because that's what my Mom (and Dad) did. 

Years from now, when I have kids ask my how I feel, I might have a completely different opinion. I might hate myself for having written this post, and wonder how I ever thought this.  Right now many of you might be reading this and thinking I am crazy.  And as we speak stay at home Mom's are shaking their heads, reading this and thinking to themselves, "...she doesn't get it."

I might never get it, but then again I might, I'll leave my options open.
I ain't got on crystal ball, but right now I believe I'd like to work when I have kids.