WOULD YOU LIKE SOME GUILT WITH THAT LIFE?
Recently someone made a comment implying that I was a bad mom. Even though I laughed it off at the time, it stung a bit, obviously, as it’s still stuck to my sweater like a burr. At the party we were at a couple of weeks ago, a woman with three children asked me what I’d been up to lately, and I responded by telling her that work was a bit crazy, and I had a lot of club stuff going on, plus my new work with Mosaic Minds had me sweating an upcoming deadline. Her response: “When do you...