I dread the question at the end of each day from my husband…”What did you do today honey?” I don’t think he understands how difficult that is to answer.
When I was in corporate I couldn’t wait for him to come home and ask that question. I could say how I interviewed 12 candidates, scheduled 8 candidates for second interviews, conducted new hire orientation, completed my weekly recruiting report which showed that I filled 10 positions last week, had lunch with my hiring managers, trained the new recruiter, and received another merit increase.
Saying I took the kids to the library for story-time, checked out some books & movies, cleaned up the bathroom twice after the two year old tried to go potty by himself, mopped the floor several times because the kids kept spilling their cereal and milk on the kitchen floor, showed the kids how to take turns singing on the microphone since they all kept fighting over it, managed to get all the children to sleep at the same time for nap, took the kids to the playground and washed a load of laundry that I didn’t have time to fold just doesn’t seem as sexy. I wish I could communicate what I do daily in quantifiable, measurable terms.
My work as a mother doesn’t allow me the privilege of reporting results daily. The result of my labor will unfold over a lifetime.