I’m a working mom. I also scream the importance of hoping your goal will be blend and not balance and I constantly remind others that things aren’t always going to be equal but most of the time I’m referring to the fact that the time spent will not be equal. Today, I’m talking about how the quality of work and the quality of your parenting might not always be equal because I had a great week at work. My team is setting records creating new positions for our MomSourcers, the content that we’re sharing with our members is being devoured and we’ve forged relationships with 2-3 big companies this week who each could be the realization of the exponential growth and impact we’ve been working so hard to make happen.
While concentrating so hard on that, I’ve had major parenting fails in this week alone. I’m sharing because while I’m embarrassed, I’m also well-intentioned and I am telling myself that I’m not the only working mom out there who has had a great week in the office while not-so-much at home.
My kids are extra-super-extremely-healthy. They NEVER miss school, they never take tylenol and they skip dessert either. UNTIL THIS WEEK.
Imagine me having a great conference call with the Chief Diversity Officer of a company that we’re dying to work alongside when my call waiting beeps. What do I do? What do you think I did? I ignored that call REAL fast. I didn’t recognize the number and there is nothing more important than making this potential client believe that we can create an atmosphere for their female employees that will make them loyal for a lifetime. They called again. Ignored It. This time I ignored it and I made a disgusted face while I was imagining that it was a Walgreens automated message reminding me to pick up my birth control pills. After an hour and 15 minutes and an incredibly encouraging action plan for next steps, the call adjourned. I hung up and looked at my cell phone. 10 missed calls/text messages and an email from the school. My daughter is sick. Running a fever. Crying. In the office. Waiting for her mom. They can’t find Dad’s phone number. I called the school back and now almost crying myself heard them say “She’s fine and Dad’s on his way.” When I got in touch with my husband, he told me that the teacher had sent him a Facebook message that his daughter was sick and they had been trying to reach me for over an hour.
When I got home to my sick girl and told her how sorry that I was that I wasn’t there when they called. She gave me a kiss and said, “Its okay mommy. I forgive you.” #heartbreak
Oh, by the way, when she was ready to go back to school I made my husband take her so that I wouldn’t have to face the teachers.
Meanwhile, the kid that wasn’t sick was busted using a curse word and not under his breath but in direct conversation with me.
Well, I think I need not explain why this was an epic parental fail. With swift correction, he told me that he didn’t know that word was a bad word because he had heard me say it before. Well. There. You. Have. It.
Epic parenting fails. I know. I’ve also been known to let them watch tv and consume red dye #4 (or whatever it is)….
Am I the only one who thinks this working mom stuff is harder than it looks? I’m gonna keep trying, watch my language and add every extension at the school to my contact list.
by Courtney Jones
Courtney is the Founder of MomSource Network, a mother to two busy kids and a passionate advocate for women, flexible employment and work-life blend.