Interesting. She took one line of your comprehensive thorough-going review and went into a long defense of Herself, while creating a humorless, sexless straw figure of you (and anyone who might agree--so that's me too I guess.)

The element of choice is where it all lies but doesn't always happen. I didn't choose my car: the car shop for someone with bad credit chose it. My clothes come from thrift stores. We eat generic cereal. I can't topple a company by not working there because I can't get a job right now with all the holes in my resume. When I do re-enter the workforce so that there can be hope of college for the kids and retirement for us, my skills will have to be overhauled in some official capacity. More school loans no doubt. I could go on and on, but just sayin.

I haven't met many SAHM's who chose it so much as stumbled into it for a variety of reasons, and for whom it is a transition state. I am trying "desperately" to make this transition state meaningful. But it is not a career. One of the things that astounds me about those who embrace raising children as a career move is that kids. grow. up. And then what?

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