One Secret to a Working Mom Success: Make Family Events More Enjoyable With Friends

Better Together: Why Inviting Another Family Makes Activities More Fun #FamilyFun Sometimes family activities can feel like another item on the to-do list. However, doing those activities with another family makes them more fun! Whether it’s a trip to an amusement park , a visit to the local pool , or trip to a pumpkin patch , including another family can multiply the fun in amazing ways. One of my favorite moms to collaborate with is my friend, Ayana Ledford who's pictured above with her daughter Sahar. We have done all of the things listed as seemingly random examples above and here is how including her and her daughter (and sometimes her son too) has made the events more fun. On the date above, Ayana almost left the venue because parking was a nightmare. That said, she hung in there and we would up having a great time!

A Peek Into the Life of a Working Mom: Judging Other Mothers…

As Mother’s Day approaches I find myself thinking about mothers, my own mother, my friends, and myself. Recently, I read an article about Maggie Gyllenhaal who reflected on how judgmental she was of other mothers before she had children and I could relate.

Before having children I judged other mothers...


Before having children I judged my mother’s parenting ever so critically. She worked during my childhood. Still, I wondered why she couldn’t make homemade Halloween costumes, pick me up from school on time and have dinner ready every night. It never occurred to me that 24 hours is simply not enough time to be a good wife, stellar employee and keep a home like Martha Stewart. Instead, I thought that our lives would be better if only she tried harder. How hard?! As a child, I didn’t quantify such things. I was self absorbed and merely wanted my mom to do more.
 

Being a working mom has made me humble...


Now that I am a working mom, I judge no one. If I see mom with a little girl whose hair is in a million directions I know that child was throwing a temper tantrum that morning. Instead of failing, the mom made a judgment call and chose sanity instead of perfection. And I am not mad at her. Perfection is WAY overrated…

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