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Parents VS me


When you were a kid, did you want to have the same job or a different job than your parents when you grew up?

Growing up my father was an auditor who traveled quite a bit. My mother was a stay at home mom with side jobs here and there until I was in sixth grade and then she had a part time job with the school which several years later was a full time job. 

I always knew I would work outside the home at least part time.  I knew I would never want to stay home full time.  So in tthat sense I was more like my mom's "job" however I was never thrilled about being a teacher.  I was planning on being a high school counselor for a while but decided that counseling degree would not give me the same opportunities as a social worker.  I was right.  But I did know I wanted to be home most the time with my kids and be able to be on the PTO board and be a dance and soccer mom.  I feel like we have a good balance although I am hoping in the next year or two I can work less as my children will need me more. 

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