
Before I had children, I thought I understood the whole parenting thing.
First, you give birth. Then you never sleep again. You get sick of your mothers’ group (and your children) so you decide to go back to work. Finally, you show your colleagues lots of baby photos and avoid going out for post-work drinks because you’re no longer fun.
Then I had children.
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I realised within minutes of becoming a father, that on top of everything listed above (because let’s be honest, those things are 100 per cent true), working mums were going through so much more than I ever realised – mentally, emotionally, and physically.
I instantly felt sick. I had flashbacks to late-night texts where I expected a speedy reply. Meetings where I called out employees for spacing out. Reviews where I questioned their dedication.
At the time, it all felt so justified. It was my job as a manager and passionate colleague to push my team to achieve excellence. It was my responsibility to treat each employee – parent or not – as equals.
But on the other hand, no. Raising humans is really really difficult. Add work to the mix and it’s, well, virtually impossible.