A Secret to Success as a Working Mom: Use Dresses to Stay Cool and Stylish in Hot Weather

Greetings from Chaton's World in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania! My days often start with laundry, early-morning emails, and making my kids a hot breakfast. They often end with late-night homework checks, making Instagram reels, and appearing on Celebrity Court of Public Opinion. Somewhere in between, I’m navigating boardrooms, working towards deadlines, and immersed in the good, bad, and ugly chaos of motherhood and household management. As a working mom of three and a professional carving out space in corporate environments, I share my journey of balancing leadership with loving my family, and I sprinkle it with self-care tips. Here, you’ll find honest reflections, hard-earned lessons, and practical strategies for creating an authentic life that you enjoy. If you’re trying to do it all without losing yourself in the process, you have found your sister in the struggle!  Continue reading to discover some thoughts, hacks, and/or lessons that I have learned from navigating my world.

Working mom, you deserve to enjoy your lunch!

#lunch
Working mom's lunch

  • Being a working mom is hard work. So, we have to find daily treats wherever we can...

As moms, we are constantly trying to make sure that we meet the needs of others. And nothing punctuates that point more than meals.
Indeed trying to strike the right balance of healthy meals that are also enjoyed by young children and a husband can be exhausting. My children's taste run from the expensive and exotic--my daughter is all like, "Mommy why can't we have lobster everyday."--to the inexpensive and ordinary--my son is all like, "Mommy is macaroni and cheese its own food group and can I have it for breakfast lunch and dinner? No? Well how about hot dogs?

Lunchtime is a daily retreat for working moms.


One of the positive things about returning to work is that I get to eat what I want, when I want, for lunch. I don't have to collaborate, poll others, or even attempt to gain consensus. And although unhealthy, I could even have candy as a main meal without having to justify it to anyone. Sometimes, I even enjoy lunch with other grown ups and discuss sex, religion and politics. I am rogue like that. In a word, during lunch, I am unequivocally my own woman!!! 

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