Caregiver

"You can only handle what God gives you.......You're SuperMom..............I don't know how you do it."  Remind you of anyone?  Fecal streams of platitudes like that only exude from those who do not deal with special needs everyday.  They truly mean well, but after the 75th version of the same phrase you become numb to it all.  That's the peripheral edging I hear on a daily basis being parent to my three.  I get a thump on the back and nothing else.  Nice, but in all honesty, empty.

I was thinking the last few days about caregivers.  I had to rewrite my CV /resume recently.  In fact I had to rewrite it about four times, depending on the job application.  Despite my numerous diplomas, degrees, job experience and post grad work I had to explain being out of the taxpaying workforce the last 6 years.  Stay at home Mom doesn't quite cut it, especially if those reading said resume actually knew what that meant.

I chose the title caregiver, (perhaps all stay at home parents should really).  I have given my all to three very brilliant yet also very dependent children.  My, and their Father's sacrifice for these children has had them move three times in two states, file bankruptcy, deal with foreclosure and still live paycheque to paycheque.  (That's paycheck for all American types;)

Caregiver!! Just looks like a filler on a resume to explain away babies at expensive preschools while Mommy plays tennis.  If my prospective employers really knew about what it really stands for; resilience, tenacity, unconditional love, righteous anger, hitting that mat every day for our child.  If they only knew, they'd beg us for the same commitment.