I have to hand it to them – Congress has balls. Big ones. I don’t know whether to be furious or jealous that they have the cojones to threaten to not do their jobs for nearly an entire year. Part of me is like “heeeyyyy, that is crazy bad,” and the other part of me is like “how can I get me some of that action?”
As a working mom there are so many, countless, endless, to infinity and beyond times where I would like to opt out of doing my job. But I put my big girl panties on and get the job done. Because the job has to get done. It’s the life I’ve chosen – working 50 hour weeks, having kids, trying to have a semblance of a relationship with my husband, and attempting to see my friends more than once every year. Can I get an Amen?
Our elected representatives in Congress have also chosen to do a job. They ran in grueling campaigns so that they could be stewards of this country. So silly me I expect them to, you know, do the basics, like proposing and passing laws, representing constituents, kissing babies and freaking voting on Supreme Court nominees when they need to be replaced. But somehow they have decided to opt out of that duty. And again I’m torn between wanting to put them in time out and wanting to get me some of that.
But as a working mom, no matter how much I’d like to stop checking homework, bringing the kids to practice, enforcing boundaries, going to parent teacher conferences and fighting with my kids to eat more than pizza and cupcakes I won’t abdicate my chosen responsibilities. Because it’s what I promised to do. And it’s important. And it is the right thing to do.
If there were 535 working mothers running Congress we’d all suck it up and get to work confirming the best Supreme Court nominee. Because we know that even when life isn’t fair (as it very often isn’t) we still have a job to do. So Congress, do your job.