The end of my careerism

My generation of women were brought up to believe we could have everything. If we worked hard, we could have anything our heart desired. So we studied hard, played hard, got our degrees and secured the dream job. Husband and children would follow, and we would all live happily ever after.

Mmmm. Not quite. I tried to have it all and ended up unhappy.

I work in publishing, and have done so for over the last 10 years. I loved it then and I still love it now.

The doubt about whether I should go on with a full-time job came because 1) I hardly saw my kids and 2) all the money I earned went straight out into childcare costs. Like Heather from Young & Younger, “I can’t afford an office job”.

There were also times where I felt that the harder I work, the more I am punished. With me spending 10-12 hours at the office, I had no idea what was going on in my kids’ lives. I know there are some women who do this, and it amazes me how they do it.

Something needed to change for me.

I decided to try freelance writing. Then soon after I discovered I was pregnant with baby no. 3, followed by a friend suggesting we set up our own magazine. This was back in October. You could say it was a very intense week.

I’ve always had a full-time job and used to being an employee, so this freelancing and setting up your own business situation is quite the adventure.

I’m not sure if it’s entirely sensible to embark on such a venture while pregnant and with a young family to look after, but I only live once. Right?

I’m interested in meeting other mums who started their own businesses either while pregnant or when your children were very young. You can email me on thedailymum@gmail.com or leave me a comment.

 

 

2 Comments

  1. I left a magazine to go freelance. It worked out well but there are times when I run myself ragged and I miss the security fo the a proper job!

    • I can imagine! I miss the security of a full-time job too.
      I’ve only just started freelancing, which is like setting up your business. I need to keep my head down, plough on and have faith that it will all turn out ok. Ride the wave, ride the wave, I keep telling myself.

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