Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Having It All: A Choice, Like So Many Other Things

Women are often asked if it’s possible to have it all. “All” might encompass a lot of things: a satisfying marriage, healthy kids, a fulfilling and intellectually challenging career, solid and fortifying friendships, a purposeful and rewarding life, a chance to make the world a better place.

At a women’s leadership event in the spring, I sat on a panel with other professional women and we were asked the question: Can we have it all? My answer is yes, it just depends on what your definition of “all” is.

Today’s young women have unparalleled opportunities. Working at a university, I see amazing, talented young women doing remarkable things every day. They’re excelling in what used to be male-dominated fields, like engineering, science and technology. They’re becoming leaders in every area of industry. But, amazingly, with all of this growth and excellence, we’re still plagued with idiotic overtures.

Last week Marisa Meyer, the newly minted CEO of Yahoo! gave birth to her first child. Her decision to take a shortened maternity leave was meet with criticism and (gasp, if you wish) the idea that her personal decision could derail years of work to mandate maternity leave for women around the country. The idea that one woman’s decision on the length of her own maternity leave could influence corporate America and their collective policies on family leave is pretty senseless and frankly, overly ridiculous.

The real reaction we should be having as a collective of women is to celebrate her choice and, maybe more importantly, her ability to make that choice. Good for Ms. Meyer, who is among very few women who head major corporations. If she’s smart enough to lead a major entity like Yahoo!, I’m going to assume she can handle her personal decision making. I’ll put aside my thoughts on the women who have commented that her sparse time at home will affect her bonding with her child in favor of saying this: I, too, am a working mother. I drop my son off to daycare every morning. Because our world centers around him at home, I like knowing he has a world that’s his. He is learning about friendship. He is learning to share. He is learning that there is a world beyond his parents. He is learning that there are other authority figures besides his father and me. He’s learning independence. And he’s having a great time while learning all of these things.

But at the end of the day, we are his parents and he’ll always look to us first, before anyone else, for a kiss to mend a boo-boo, and for our approval and praise when he does something wonderful. He’ll even look to us to test the reins of his independence. Bonding takes place through out a child’s life, not just in the first few weeks. To imply that Ms. Meyer, or any mother, is doing a disservice to her child by going back to work too early is a shame. Who deigns to define “too early” in the first place? I took 10 weeks off when I had my son and it was damn hard to leave him at daycare the first day—as hard as it would have been at two weeks or six weeks or six months.

Women have been fighting for equity for decades, for generations. But if we can’t stop criticizing ourselves, how can we expect others to give us the respect we deserve when it comes to making our own decisions? We can’t characterize one women’s choice as a backward step for us all, not when what we have been fighting for in the first place is the ability to make our own choices. That’s the beauty of having the ability to choose: we decide what’s right for us, based on our lives and our individual situations, not what others deem appropriate for a situation they have little knowledge or experience with.

As I told the audience last spring, yes, you can have it all, and your definition of “all” will change as you get older and you grow wiser and more experienced. It should change, because your life will change, and it will take you in directions you never expected. My best advice is to decide your choices based on what you want and, maybe more importantly, what you don’t want. You know what’s best for you. Listen to different perspectives, because there is value in others’ experiences. Take the knowledge, use what’s useful, and throw out the rest. Hold back on making judgments of others. Refuse to comment on when the fray gets a little too loud. Surround yourself with those who are supportive and validating, for they will have your back when others seek to tell you your choice is wrong.



Thursday, September 13, 2012

Driving Around In My Automobile

I think I've got a real "car guy" on my hands. Our friends, Kris and Alicia, gave Lucas this buggy, a hand-me-down that was given to them from another friend. This buggy has probably clocked more miles than my car. (As an aside, I'm looking forward to handing this buggy down to someone else, as it's had a wonderful life of giving little ones rides, and I hope it can continue to make another child as happy as it's made Lucas.)

This summer, Matt and I have spent many hours driving Lucas around our neighborhood in the evenings. In addition to "wooing" the little girls up the street, who now ask if they can push him around, he's made several canine friends. Doodleboy, Abbey, and Maverick always come to the sidewalk to say a little hello. It's been fun to see Lucas interact with the neighbors and wave to people walking by. He's gotten good at being a politician: he high fives the guys on our street, smiles at other babies, and gets all cute and flirty with the older ladies. This one might run for office one day!



Monday, September 10, 2012

25 Things I Want My Son To Know

This list was written by Tom Matlack, a blogger who has a pretty great website.

1. It’s harder to take a punch than to throw one.

2. Find the people who make you laugh and follow them around like a golden retriever. Laughing is like a vitamin. You can never get enough of it.

3. A guy who hugs a lot is comfortable in his own skin.

4. Read poetry.

5. There’s nothing wrong with looking at porn, but having sex with someone you care about is a thousand times more fun.

6. When you feel like crying, for joy or out of pain, let 'er rip. If you don’t get those tears out, they will calcify in your chest and make it harder to love as fully and deeply as you would like to.

7. Crank the tunes when you have to clean the house.

8. Look deeply into the eyes of the one you are falling for to get a glimpse of his or her soul.

9. Spend a chunk of time every year with people who are much less fortunate than you are. It will fill your heart with gratitude.

10. Never lie about anything really important. The first lie will cause you to have to lie again and again to cover up the truth. And each time you’ll chip away an important piece of yourself.

11. Find work that makes you happy. If you can change the world in the process all the better.

12. If you get the chance to travel across the country or across the globe, take it. You will learn way more from people who are different from you than the ones who are the same.

13. Doing nothing is better than doing the wrong thing. But you are going to make mistakes. Tons of them. The real question is what you will learn from them.

14. Don’t be in any rush to get married. Divorce really sucks. A good marriage can start when you’re 21 or 61.

15. There’s nothing wrong with a Cuban cigar once in a while.

16. Money and power look good, but they won’t fill your being with joy the way your family will.

17. If you like guys, I will fight for your ability to have equal rights in every way.

18. Find a way to move your body that gives you pleasure. You don’t have to be an athlete to be a man, but your body is a temple and you need to care for it, enjoy it, and use it to express yourself.

19. Drinking can be fun in moderation. Just make sure to ask for help if you find yourself blacking out or doing things you regret.

20. Radical honesty will get you very far in this world. Most people don’t have the guts to speak their mind, regardless of the consequences.

21. Always give your spouse birthday presents in bed.

22. Find a spirituality that you can wear like a loose coat that keeps you warm no matter the weather. God should provide you comfort not make you feel ashamed of yourself.

23. Sex is great but holding your spouse in the middle of the night is one of the best feelings any guy can have.

24. Live passionately. Dream big. Don’t back down.

25. Always remember I love you, no matter what happens. You cannot lose me. I will always be there.

-- Written by Tom Matlack for The Good Men Project

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Four and Five Months

Dear Lucas, It's Christmas morning as I write this and you're already down for a nap. Santa was very generous to you and you spent the better part of your morning playing with your new toys. I'm a little behind in your month-to-month letters. So here's a little update on your fourth and fifth months. The last two months were busy ones for you. You learned to roll over, you're eating solids foods (rice cereal with pureed apples, bananas, pears and prunes), and chewing on everything. More and more you are finding your voice. You've learned to say "da-da-da" and "ma-ma-ma," though we are sure you don't equate them to us just yet. You're almost sitting up on your own and your favorite toy is your exersaucer. We can hardly believe that just around the corner you'll be six months old. It seems as though this time has gone by so fast. We were hoping you'd have a white Christmas, but no such luck. It's nearly 40 degrees today with clear skies and not a flake of snow anywhere. Regardless, your first Christmas morning was a smashing success, even though you didn't get to wear your new holiday jammies because you spit up on them last night before we even got them all the way on you. Love, Mommy

Happy Holidays

Happy Holidays Love, Matt, Laura & Lucas

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Three Months

My friend Sonya blogs about her son North. Each month she writes a letter telling him how much he’s grown and changed, and the amazing things he’s doing. It’s a wonderful tribute that North will some day looked back on; a true gift to read first hand what his parents were experiencing as he was growing up. I wanted to do this from day one with Lucas, but it was so busy while I was on maternity leave I just didn't get the chance. The free moments I had I decided to spend sleeping, because, in all honesty, with the sleep deprivation we were experiencing, I could barely speak in full sentences, let alone write one.

But, I really wanted to give Lucas this gift, so I’m starting now, just after his three-month birthday. I hope he will enjoy these posts when he’s are older and they shed some light on not only his nutty parents, but the adventure we are experiencing watching him grow.

Dear Lucas,

I’m a bit tired this morning because you were up every hour and half last night. I’m paying the price for telling someone at work what a wonderful sleeper you are.

I know you won’t remember, but you spent your three-month birthday in the hospital. You had some tissue removed that was connecting your belly button and your bladder that didn’t go away after they cut your umbilical cord. You did great. You are such a little trooper putting up with doctors and nurses poking and prodding you for five days. Of course, you turned on the charm and had them eating out of your little hand. Two med students who observed your surgery, but weren’t assigned to your case, came to visit to see how you were doing. You even stopped people in the hallway on one of our walks. You have some pretty powerful cuteness.

The week was hard for Mommy and Daddy. We hated seeing you go off to surgery and the three hours we spent waiting were the longest of our lives. We knew you’d be fine, but nonetheless, we just wanted to see you afterwards and gives you lists of love and cuddles.

I’m glad you won’t remember any of that week. While your recovery went just fine, it was hard for daddy and I to hear the stories of the children on your floor. Your roommate, Mackenzie, was a 14-year old who had a stroke. Clementine, your second roommate was diagnosed with muscular dystrophy. A women sitting in the waiting room while you were in surgery had a child who was having a stage 1 tumor removed. Another little girl on your floor had open heart surgery. You are too little to remember these children, but we will. Their stories will stay with us for a lifetime. For they are each a reminder of how grateful we are that you are a healthy, vibrant baby. We have been praying for these kids and hope they get to resume full, active lives very soon.

You are becoming a very chatty little guy. You smile and “talk” to us constantly and we wonder with growing curiosity what you are saying. You are also beginning to roll over—the first stage on your quest to becoming mobile. By the holidays I think you may be crawling. Last year the cats took down our six foot Christmas tree. I am really hoping that as you begin crawling and discover the house that you will not be the culprit of a holiday disaster this year.

Here is a little story about your feline brothers. Moses, Coby and Charlie have been acting up at night. They seem to think that because we are up tending to you for a diaper change or a feeding that we are also up to play with them. It seems that while YOU know night from day, THEY don’t. They have been keeping us up nearly as much as you do! We finally cracked. Over the weekend we bought two baby gates. Not to keep you in, but rather, them out. We stacked the gates one on top of the other at the top of the stairs and hoped for a night of sleep. We had limited success. They were quiet for the first night, but by the second I swear we heard the Mission Impossible theme as Coby scaled the gates and with a thud, landed near the bedroom door and commenced meowing.

Back to Target mommy went to get a third gate and now, they are blocked off for good. There were consequences to our actions, however, as we noticed that Blue, your favorite stuffed puppy, went suspiciously missing the second morning. After repeated threats before I left for work, we came home to find him sitting, unscathed, in the middle of the kitchen floor.

Love,
Mom

Monday, October 3, 2011

Momnesia

Momnesia(n): loss of memory due usually to motherhood.

I made the most embarrassing phone call this morning.

Matt and I went to Babies R Us over the weekend to buy an extra car seat base for Sara, our close friend and Lucas' child care provider. Last night as I was getting his things together for Sara's, I asked Matt where the car seat base was. It wasn't in his car, not in my car, not in the kitchen or the dining room. It wasn't in Lucas' room. "Where could it be?" I asked Matt.

Then came the look of recognition as we both realized the same thing at the same time. No!? Could we have? Was it possible? Did we leave the base at Babies R Us?

It was cold and raining on Saturday, and Lucas had started to cry while I was paying for the base. Matt was tending to Lucas, I was half paying attention to the cashier, but really looking over at Matt and Lucas to see if I could do anything to help calm him. We got him bundled up and out the door into the rain. I thought Matt had grabbed the car seat base. He thought I did.

I know I sounded sheepish and foolish on the phone as I explain the situation to the customer service rep this morning. She was very nice, confirming that they did, in fact, have a car seat base a customer had left at check out on Saturday. After a pathetic series of "thank you's" an "I'm so embarrassed" and one "this has never happened to me before," I detected a little eye rolling on her part before she high tailed it off the phone.

When I was explaining this to Sara earlier today, she laughed and said, "Yup, been there, done that." She had left two large bottles of laundry detergent at Babies R Us at one time and made the same kind of phone call. "Just blame it on momnesia," she added with a laugh.