To honor our mothers, Momasphere would like to share a few of the stories collected for My Mother’s Work Project. Whether our mother’s work was in a traditional job outside the home, or as a homemaker, our mother’s work ethic, habits and experiences have no doubt played a large part in shaping who we are.
As work-life balance, or the lack thereof, and happiness, or the endless pursuit thereof, take center stage for many mothers today, we are excited to be creating a repository of reflections upon our mother’s work life- happy, sad, sentimental, irreverent- to share with our visitors and stimulate a dialogue.
If you are interested in participating in this project by contributing a 200-600 word piece, please send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org with My Mother’s Work Project in the Subject Line. Within the body of the email, please include your story, title and a short 2-3 sentence bio., including a link to your website if you have one. If you have a photo you would like to share, please attach it as a jpeg (the highest resolution you have), and let us know you’ve done so, though we may opt not to use it. While we appreciate every single submission, we may not be able to publish everyone’s story. Please make sure we have a good way to get in touch with you. We will contact you to let you know if and when your piece will run so you can alert your fans, friends, family and maybe even your mother!!!!
I grew up in a family of nine in a two-bedroom apartment in Manhattan. We even had a neurotic dog named Smudge thrown in the mix. People can't fathom growing up that way. I am often asked how I survived and why I am so "normal."
Today, when people comment on my crazy life with four kids, running a music non-profit, a cooking blog and business, it's hard for me to explain why I am able to juggle so much, except to acknowledge that my mother's modeling provided an example that would teach me vitally important life skills and accompanying confidence that allowed me to take certain things in stride and manage a lot. READ MORE
My Non-Working Mother (Or, So I Thought...)
BY MEG AKABAS
Several years ago, I took on a new project and agreed to a consulting fee far less than the amount I deserved, given the nature of the job, and my education, experience and expertise. I rationalized that the venture was worthwhile, interesting and a fabulous opportunity (all true, but irrelevant). When, midway through the work, I was frustrated by my attempts to get increased compensation, I said to a friend, “I wouldn’t be meeting with resistance if I was a man!” She responded very astutely and admonishingly, “You never would have agreed to the original fee if you were a man!” READ MORE
A Tribute to My Super Woman Mom from Her 'Conscience'
BY MARLENE GONZALEZ
As I child I was draped over my mother constantly...so much so that she nicknamed me her "conscience.” As a teenager I swore she was deliberately trying to ruin my life. In my 20's I thought my boyfriends and friends were more important than she was.
I'm 38 years old now and I'm convinced that my mom is a super hero! With no more than a high school diploma, love for my dad and a very strong will, she married my dad at 18, had my brother at 19, me at 21, learned English and went to work, and has never stopped working...at work and for us. READ MORE
Basic Values and a Strong Work Ethic
BY MELANIE HOPE GREENBERG
Both of my parents were brought up in the Depression and had a strong work ethic. My mother was a bookkeeper before she married and had children and gave part of her salary to her parents. When they married my father owned a luncheonette around the corner from where we grew up in the South Bronx. He was gone by dawn to open the store and home after I'd gone to bed. My mother was a full time homemaker by the time I was born. READ MORE