A matter of focus
“Because, you see, I do have a job. It concentrates the mind.”
For some reason, this line in a dialogue in Claire Messud’s The Emperor’s Children, jumped out to me this morning as I was enjoying a little alone time in the can (a rarity. Lokes had the kids downstairs, breakfasting).
If I were to name one of the things that I miss most about giving up my career to become a stay-at-home mom, was the focus I used to have, to make sure I did my job well.
I may not have been an award-winning journalist, perhaps not even a winning one (how life-altering can a piece about the future of pro-gaming in Malaysia be, pray tell?), but at the very least, I had focus. If we truly use only ten per cent of our brains, then I had perhaps used 110 per cent of that ten per cent.
Not so easy when it comes to kids, is it?
While we women, experts believe, may be by and large better multitaskers than men, it is no less strenous an activity, one that scatters the focus like no tomorrow. The logic is there. The ‘job’ of raising children is really a million mini jobs (feed them, keep them warm, keep them from breaking their fingers on drawers, keep them from becoming losers).
More importantly, it also lacks one key factor in KEEPING that focus: motivation. You don’t get days off. There are no promotions. Very rarely do you get sufficient thanks for it (yea, try taking all the hugs and kisses and I love yous to the bank). And boy, does your world shrink quickly, to suddenly become just a series of The Little Mermaid, The Little Mermaid, the extended version, The Little Mermaid soundtrack. Making breakfast, making lunch, making dinner. Trips to school, trips from school, trips to the supermarket, trips to the park, trips to the bathroom. Your mind and body racing from one place to another just to get things DONE.
Focus? Yeaahhaa right. What’s in it FOR ME?
One of my New Year resolutions this year was to read more, and that at least, is giving me some focus these days. Blogging helps too, although that is turning out to be more of an obsession than a hobby. Having moved to the US, reading, which was back home, an expensive pastime because the library was too far away and I could never return the books I rented from those Rent a Book outfits so I’d end up buying them) is turning out very nicely. ‘Coz, you know, Barnes and Noble does not accept hugs or I love yous either, the bastards.
So my dear SAHMS, tell me. What are you doing these days, to concentrate the mind? Scrapbooking? Bakin’ muffins? Making wine charms? Blogging to save the world? Come share!
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November 5th, 2006 at 5:05 pm
I blog, write,read, bake with the kids.. occ escape
Even for everyone, a change of scene is good, so try different places etc..
Dunno.. what would I be doing…
November 5th, 2006 at 8:56 pm
i sit on the can, think of what to blog..the title, the story..and the ending. *sobs* i need a life.
November 5th, 2006 at 10:40 pm
Due to some dumb luck, my career choice (graphic design/web design) seamlessly translates into freelance working from home, making good good money. It also can morph with ease into a 40+ hour a week job with benefits. SO that’s my way of concentrating the mind. I do research to keep up with the latest design trends, I placate my client, I am proud of bringing in money, because I don’t like how lopsided it gets in providing for the family monetarily. I know hex codes like the back of my hand and can tell you what 1/16″ is in decimal. I love the feeling of a design coming together and of being creative.
BUT
when I have a deadline and I’m trying to placate my kids every which way so I can finish my project on time, it sucks. When I’m yelling, “PLEASE, for the love of God, get OFF me and go watch Baby Einstein (for the third time)!”, it sucks. When I’m trying to convince my husband to take the kids for hours at a time on the weekend when all we want to do is be with each other, it sucks. When I’m talking to my client on the phone and my autistic son says, “what can I do for you?” (he’s prompting me to say that to him because he needs help, and he needs it NOW) and he has NO flipping idea what waiting means, and I have only about 10 seconds until he starts melting down…it sucks. Getting up almost every morning from 3:30 - 5:30am to do work that I was too tired to do because who can be creative at the end of the night? - so my day starts early early early in the morning, and I’m always lacking in sleep….it SUCKS.
So it’s a definite tradeoff, and a true love-hate relationship for me.
What I really love to do to keep my mind happy & sharp? scrapbooking, hands down. I barely get time to do it though, because I’m working. On that note, I have to get back to work.