Category Archives: working and parenting

Harvard for your Toddler?

It starts innocently enough. I am letting my then 18 month-old eat the sand at a public playground when I overhear two thin, well dressed, women about my age discussing pre-school. Their children, both girls who look to be about 2, are dressed in matchy-matchy outfits and doused in a protective layer of anti-bacterial solution….

Family Vacation–A Contradiction in Terms, Part I

PART ONE (yes, this is a serial post, but no one is making you read it, so no whining to me about how long it is.) The sky is cotton candy wisps of turquoise, like the small colored stones sold outside Western store-fronts, seemingly held up by low-crouched Indians, and cerulean blues like those sometimes…

Tis a Gift to Be Simple, Tis A Gift to Be Free, Tis A Gift to Come Down Where We Ought To Be

I am lucky, I think. The things I love are simple. But simplicity is hard to come by for those in my line of work. In fact, the name of my practice area, “complex commercial litigation,” says it all. It isn’t simple by definition– if it were we couldn’t charge so darn much for it….

My Son is Black? Oh Yeah: A Newtonian Discovery

Our son is black and I forgot. I’ve completely lost it, marbles akimbo, and those nicely built gentlemen with the coat I can’t get off are coming for me. I do hope they have the good drugs, the ones that will make me forget that I don’t remember. A white American lady who forgot her…

What fresh hell is this? Our son’s first visit to the emergency room

I was sure I knew what hell was. Until Monday night I was certain hell was eternity spent in an endless line at the Department of Motor Vehicles. But I was wrong. I am now absolutely certain that hell is eternity spent checked in, but never called back to see the doctor, in a pediatric…

Baby induced dementia– did it cause the mortgage crisis or am I just tired?

It was a mirage. Those three months when our son slept all night were a blissful shimmering oasis in the desert of infant parenting and full-time work. It felt so good to regain my memory and comprehend what people were saying, rather than just focusing on looking focused. Those were heady times my friends, heady…

There’s a world of judgment on me right now…a working mom’s dilemma

When my husband and I first returned to work as new parents we got tons of sweet questions from colleagues about the general well being of our baby boy. Our co-workers were extremely excited for us. And it was wonderful to be prompted to gush and brag and pull out way too many pictures for…