Humble pie

Sometimes, when I'm in a Very Bad Mood, I rant for a bit on places I shouldn't be ranting. Namely, ahem... my blog, facebook, and twitter.

This is the downside of being technologically connected. In the old days, if I was in a bad mood, I could just shut myself away for a bit, have a hot bath, read a good book and wait for it to pass. Now I feel the need to vent, and it's only when the bad mood passes and I go back and read what I have recently posted, that I realise I should have just thrown the computer out the window and dived in the bath.

Now eating humble pie (sugar-free), and apologising if I offended anyone with my small rant on end of year school celebrations. I am hoping I get out of bed on a different side tomorrow...In the meantime, I am turning the faucets on NOW!

(For those still interested, here is original blog. Apologies to SAHM's who may be taking offence. I am not irritated with you, I am irritated with the system that does not fairly cater to all...)

June rolls around, my busiest time of the year, with books coming out simultaneously in the US and the UK. I am flying here, there and everywhere to give book talks, am doing publicity, have a film crew out here next week filming for a pilot, and at the same time, have four children finishing school.

This shouldn't, in itself, be a problem, except that every day, as I sift through my emails, I find countless messages requesting my presence at various parties, performances and shows. They request I volunteer to bring ice-cream, napkins, Goldfish. They request more time from me than I am able to give, and I am at a loss to explain why (I'd like to think it's because I'm great company, but sadly I don't believe that's the case...)

I trust in the schools here. I trust they are doing a perfectly good job without my input. I trust that while my children are at school, they are learning, whilst I am able to work.

I understand that the vast majority of mothers around here do not work. Perhaps they feel the teachers and schools are not able to do their jobs without parental input. Perhaps this is why they are so involved.

For me, however, It is an alien concept. In London I said goodbye to my parents, walked off to school, and didn't see them again until I got home. They were rarely required to come to school unless there was a very big problem, and if I decided not to do my homework, my parents did not do it for me, and I would get in trouble, the consequence being I would end up with a detention.

I love the American way of teaching, but I am troubled and upset by the expectation of parental involvement. I try to go to everything, but sometimes I am just not able to. And those times that I'm not able to go, and the other ninety nine per cent of mothers who do not work are, the only person who ends up getting hurt, is my child.

Someone recently wrote that the entire US school system is predicated on the mothers not working. I'd love someone to explain this to me, particularly as I like to think we are all living in a post-feminist world...

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