At the start of a new work week, just before sunrise, Robert came into our room to tell me goodbye. He goes in early on Mondays so he can leave in time to make it to our son’s basketball practice. I’m glad his employer offers workplace flexibility. The rigid policies of some along with the […]
Gen-X Working Mothers
Every Yes To Something Is A No To Something Else
We had a beautiful Christmas this year. I am so grateful to God for the gift of motherhood. I’m so glad I get to spend my life taking care of Sullivan, Bridgette and Juliette. They have made me so incredibly happy. It pains me sometimes to look back on pictures of all of them when […]
After-School Adventure to Ingrid’s Bakery, Work-Life Issues
And those who need adventure, they can sail the seven seas And those who search for treasure, they must live on grander dreams –From Mary Chapin Carpenter and The End of My Pirate Days Some days around 3 p.m., a faint tinge of sadness comes over me. I leave my office to pick up my […]
Godforsaken Daycare
Bridgy, I want to tell you, you make everything better. You stand at the backdoor, waving me to me through the window pane as I drive away. You keep going. Sometimes, when the trials of life swirl around me, and cut through me with a velocity matched only by my hope, I take you in my arms […]
a must read: dallas morning news op ed on the guilt that grips gen x working moms
Tina Fey and her daughter in an American Express ad. You have no idea how much this photographs depicts my days. From the Dallas Morning NewsNovember 5, 2009Opinion Editorial by Deborah Mitchell“Generation X girls grew up believing that we had the same opportunities as our brothers, and, for the most part, this was true. The […]
Pantyhose
Today, I had no pantyhose. So, I do what I do every morning when I awake and discover I have no pantyhose and only skirts to wear. I drive to the drugstore wearing my snagged and run pantyhose. I find my brand of (as my mother calls them) stockings and I take them to the […]
That your cAHfeeeeeee, momma?
Some mornings feel unbearable. I drag out of bed after a restless night of bottle feedings and soggy diapers. (The Baby B turns nine months old today and still WILL NOT sleep through the night.) Occasionally, S has a bad dream and yells out in the middle of the night – usually just after getting […]