Over at Fieldnotes, Jamaica Abare reflects on what changed when her vocation grew to include motherhood:
Although she admits that in the past she dreaded the child-raising stage of life, one of her friends in graduate school used to talk to her toddlers as if they were philosophers, breaking down profound truths about life into bite sized nuggets in the car between bites of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Jamaica was fascinated every time she carpooled with them.
She knows that her role as a mom is best lived “vocationally” when she can explain or discuss with her daughter the hard and complex issues of life. When she sees her little girl give up on an activity or task after trying for a very short amount of time, she sometimes stops to discuss why she gave up and when is a good time (if ever) to give up, and when to ask for help. Jamaica is collaborative and interested in the “no easy answers” territories of life and when she invites her daughter into this landscape, she notices that her mind and heart awaken.