I did an interview on the phone yesterday, with Belgian press, and it’s not the first phone interview I’ve ever given…
But I sit here doubting myself the day after. It’s not anyone’s fault, and it’s certainly not something my interviewer did or said. It’s just me being my own worst critic despite sounding like the rant of a crazy lady.
Or, as someone put it perfectly…
I do put the oddest pressure on myself.
During yesterday’s interview I was asked about my birth and how I got to New York and how I got to Belgium. How I got on Big Brother, and how it changed my life if it did at all, and deeper and more personal questions even into finances. As usual I tried to answer the questions in 140 characters or less, like a tweet, and always candidly just as brutally.
In Europe, and so in Belgium, there’s less censorship and therefore more digging into subjects we don’t talk openly about in the U.S. It’s a part of why I love it here. It’s my kind of TMI.
Still, after the interview I’m left wondering why it never seems enough just to say I’m a stay-at-home mother, whether here or in the states.
Yes, I was born in Korea and separated from my parents for years until I was reunited with them in America. I was raised in New York City, and lived there and I worked on Wall Street and won Big Brother. I’ve loved and lost. I left it all behind for love and to start a family in a new country, like my parents did for me so many years ago except with no separation. My website runs off of donations from readers like you. I run it from home from home, and I sometimes freelance for writing projects. Mostly I edit one big project close to my heart. I love that this country runs at a pace at which I can do all of this. I love my husband and how hard he works, and I love my son and how he blooms every day.
Noah’s new obsession with “brush!” is convenient and exceptional. His 12 teeth are brushed twice a day. It’s a wonder.
I’m a stay-at-home mom. I don’t take it for granted. I take nothing for granted.
That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. The story isn’t over. There’s no The End yet…
That’s the best part.