There’s a danger in working at home: a danger that we’ll begin to feel that we’re the only ones like us.
I’m not talking about general isolation; it’s hard to feel isolated with the boy and his friends running in and out. I mean that feeling of being neither one thing nor the other, especially at the school pickup. Not a real Working Mum (heels not high enough, not quite rushed enough) or a Stay at Home Mum (though people often assume that’s what the casual clothes and the fact I’m there for pickup at all mean). Something in between; difficult to pigeonhole. Not One of Us.
That’s where the internet can be a godsend. People Like Us live there! We can remind each other that whoever we are and whatever we do, we are enough.
Do you work from home? What’s the one thing you would tell someone who was about to take the plunge and do the same?
Do you wish you worked from home? What’s the one thing you’d ask someone who does if you were sure they wouldn’t laugh?
Leave a note in the comments – I’d love to know. And I bet someone else out there is thinking the same as you are.