To say that her words came as a shock to me would be to put it mildly. Having given up my thriving career as an offering on the altar of motherhood, I had taken a sanctimonious view towards parenting. I believed that one had to give it their best and my best meant giving up being everything else I had ever been, to assume my role as a mother.
This happy sacrifice briefly gave me a sense of moral superiority as a parent with an initial – “Look! My child matters so much to me that I have made a bonfire of my career and I am basking in the glow of its embers.”
I did not realise then that this was a decision that was going to cost me monetarily in years to come, but it was the non-monetary cost that was going to hurt me more eventually.
At the time, I was too consumed with maternal love to fathom these future setbacks.