"The entrepreneur's dilemma: Maintaining friendships. Building a great company. Spending time w/family. Staying fit. Getting sleep. Pick 3." — @randizuckerberg, December 9, 2011.
When I first…posted this tweet in 2011, I discovered I truly touched a nerve, and not just among entrepreneurs. CEOs, parents, students, freelancers, and everyone in between seemed to be struggling with how to truly have it all, on their own terms. The truth is that you can have it all — just not every day. Each… >> Read More
I have a whole mess of kids — six, to be exact. It’s crazy but it’s also a lot of fun. There are a lot of fights about nothing — like who gets to wear the Sofia the First costume — and…there are so, so many moments of joy. As the hashtag says, #blessed. But having a ton of kids underscores a flaw of the human condition: You Can’t Be In Multiple Places At Once. Life is basically constant triage: Yes, I can come to your play — unless someone is bleeding. I try to be… >> Read More
Recently, at a meeting, a colleague’s cell phone rang. He looked at his screen and went pale. “It’s the school,” he muttered and bolted out of the conference room.
As a mom, I know that…feeling all too well — hearing your phone ring and seeing the name of your child’s school as the caller is one of the most frightening parental moments. The time it takes you to pick up the phone and say hello may be the longest three seconds of your life. “Do I need a plastic… >> Read More
Women and moms do a lot of unpaid labor. This is no shocker. But Liberian activist Leymah Gbowee decided to calculate what this actually means in dollar signs.
Gbowee won the Nobel Peace Prize…in 2011 after helping end her country’s civil war. Her work led to the election of the first female president on the African continent, Ellen Johnson Sirleaf. So, you know, she's experienced with women having to fight for their rights. This is why, at a Gates Foundation event in New York a few months ago, Gbowee… >> Read More
The other day, after learning that I was a working mother, a random woman called me a hero. Her well-intentioned comment caught me off guard. After all, she didn’t know me, or whether or not I did…my job well. I was grateful for what seemed like genuine respect, but it drew into focus a real problem: When it comes to admiration for the working mother, it’s usually for the hustle of it all — not the actual quality of work. Yes, working moms juggle a ton of shit — more shit,… >> Read More