As a working mom I must admit that I’ve gotten lazy over the years and my energy and creativity around holiday decorating has been waning. Pinterest hasn’t helped because now I can compare myself to all those other moms out there who are so awesome at making every moment handcrafted and cute. I don’t hate you. I just wish you would break into my house and leave some of your holiday droppings behind. Here’s the rub – my son is 7 years old and he delights in all the glitz and glitter that holidays bring. If he wasn’t so into it, I might just Grinch my way through the year. As it stands today, here’s our holiday breakdown: Continue reading
The words “morning sickness” conjure up so many things for me. Had a documentary film crew been following me through the first 5 months of my pregnancy they would have had several opportunities to achieve cinematic greatness as they chronicled my plight. To start, there was this overwhelming smell of cigarette smoke everywhere I went and my resulting disgust that those close to me must surely be sneaking some cigs when I’m not looking. How dare they lead a secret, unhealthy lifestyle without checking with me?! Come to find out, that was actually the first weak signal that I was pregnant and it wasn’t cigarette smoke but an intense ability to sniff out mold and mildew in any location. Go figure. Sorry Steve for all the finger wagging that you endured even though you had never smoked in your life! Continue reading
This week was Spring Break in our neck of the woods. It’s wonderful that my son got to spend the week with his grandparents. He had a blast and I can’t wait to see him later this afternoon.
On paper, this would have been a working mother’s dream! No kid activities after work. No guilt when you stay at the office just a bit longer to finish a report. Date nights with your husband. Continue reading
My pals at LiberatingWorkingMoms recently wrote about “mommy brain” and it sparked some reflection on my part about how my pregnancy and now everlasting mommy brain has impacted my work. Overall, it’s been a good thing if you don’t count the really stupid stuff I’ve done.
If you want to get all scientific about it, there is a great book by Katherine Ellison called The Mommy Brain that makes the argument that women can actually get smarter as a result of having children. So I guess the Octomom is a genius?!? Continue reading
Notice: I must warn you that the photo included with this post is intended for mature audiences. The feet shown are my actual feet and are indicative of a 50+ lb weight gain during my pregnancy. The story of these big feet is true and thankfully all involved are still living to tell the tale today.
I was looking through some old photos the other day and stumbled upon a file folder named “Pregnancy”. Since they were shown in date/time order, I could see the progression of my pregnancy unfold right before my eyes. Kind of like those little drawings you do at the bottom of a flip book to make the stick man dance and jump, I could see my body morphing into what would become the mother of a 10lb 2oz baby boy. Granted, the saggy abs that I have today are evidence that something major had happened in my past but I forget what my body had really gone through in those ten months of pregnancy (please correct people who say it’s only nine…forty weeks = 10 months!) Continue reading
Last week my son was sick so I stayed home from work with him. I had such grand visions of all the things that I would accomplish on my day as a stay at home mom.
I have always fancied that if I stayed at home my house would be so clean and I’d be so fit and cute all the time. Maybe I’d wear a little black track suit to go pick my son up from school (with Starbucks in hand) after my book club at Barnes and Noble. I’d also work on volunteering at the school and Fridays would be the day I ran copies for teachers in the workroom. On those days I’d wear skinny jeans and a hip scarf with some jewelry I got from my neighbor who sells Silpada. Scary how detailed the fantasy was. Continue reading
I must admit that I’m a little nervous about telling you to go check out http://thecynicalgirl.com/. Not because you won’t like it but because I’m not sure if the author, Laurie Reuttimann, will rip me a new one for sending you there. Let me explain…
This isn’t the sweet little HR lady you know from your workplace who takes in your paperwork to adjust your W-2 when you add a dependent. I can’t imagine Laurie doing anything with HR paperwork except using it for toilet paper! Continue reading
In my workplace I am an oddity. Here’s a few reasons why:
- I’m just odd. As a creative, outgoing person I am outside the norm of my introverted engineery co-workers.
- I’m female. Probably 85% – 90% of the workforce in my organization of 5,000+ is male.
- I work a reduced work schedule at a reduced salary. (Insert sound of a co-worker spitting out their coffee at the horror of this thought) Continue reading
Just read a interesting (and depressing) post from Time about pregnancy discrimination. Once again, I’m trying not to call foul and be the victim but come on. As always, there are two sides to every story and no doubt maternity benefits are a weight on employers. But how is it that other countries have figured it out? Read the article here http://healthland.time.com/2012/02/16/pregnant-at-work-why-your-job-could-be-at-risk/ Continue reading