No, not biscuits, just lots of decorations (and those savoury gerkings... )
Oh, me and sahmhood is a complex relationship .
First of all my feelings have always been complicated by the many sensi di colpa I have for not having had a proper "career". This has happened for 2 reasons:
- wrong (maybe) choices on my part
- bad timing. After I got my MA in Bristol we moved to italy for a year (where I started working and soon got pg), therefore ruining my chances to get a job in the field I chose.
Then, I felt incredibly lonely in my first yrs as a mother in the UK. I'm not sure how I'd have felt had we stayed in Milan, but I would have had much more company/occasions to see other adults/share my mummy's anxieties with friends and family etc.
I feel a bit trapped as a sahm, as I totally lost touch with the real mondo del lavoro (I always do bits of translations and stuff like that) and don't feel confident in my abilities.
But I also enjoy being home. Quite a lot. And the more my dc grow up, the more I like being with them !