I laughed when I saw this. Because even though I’ve never seen her house (aside from the photos showing its pastures, lakes, dogs, and horses!)—let alone her bedroom or bed—I could picture this perfectly. Mostly because every morning you’ll find me “in bed with a baby and a laptop.” It’s a scene I know all too well. Knowing this tidbit helped me know her—understand her—instantly.
Like me, she left her full-time job to start a part-time gig from home so she could spend more time with her new baby. Like me, she loves her kids but also what she does outside of mothering—and wants to keep that a part of her life.
And like me—she starts her day off doing both jobs—of mothering and outside work—simultaneously. Probably like me—though I have yet to ask her—she finds this both crazy and good, stressful and gratifying, the best of both worlds and the worst of both worlds….
While it’s not that strange that two cousins would turn out somewhat alike, it’s interesting to think how similar our lives are considering the dissimilar paths our sister-grandmothers (or “Farmors,” in Swedish) took. My Farmor left Sweden at 16 years old, leaving behind poverty, five younger siblings, and everything she knew for the complete unknown and a “better life” in America. Asa’s Farmor stayed in Sweden but left the family farm to seek the unknown and “better life” in Stockholm, where the family is now based.
And two generations later, here we are—in beds with babies and laptops. I always thought that my ending up here had something to do with my “American Dream” attitude or something to do with culture and nurture and all that. But now I wonder–as I see my cousin on another space on the globe—how much of our similarities are inbred, part of our genetic make-up. Our genetic ID passed down through the generations.
Either way, I hope we’ve made our Farmors proud as we’ve tackled some new frontiers ourselves (though I will NEVER claim to have the guts or the strength that my Farmor showed!) and have somehow found the “better life” that both sought.
But this whole “better life” thing is a topic for another day. I gotta go get my kids dressed for Trick or Treating! Happy Halloween!