I have a problem. Well, I think it’s a problem. Maybe it’s not. Maybe it’s a dilemma (are those even different?). See, on one hand, I can’t figure anything out that’s actually wrong with my situation. But, on the other hand I can’t figure anything out that’s right. Something’s not quite fitting in my round hole/square peg life.
Wanna hear about it? Great, I’m glad you asked.
I work part time right now. I work for this amazing company who’s agreed to let me do my job when and where I want to do it. This is a company that is considered THE thought leader in my industry; one that I’ve admired since I began my career 10 (15!) years ago. They pretty much have said, “So, what do you want to do? OK, how about a mix of that and a little of some stuff that isn’t super interesting but needs a capable mind to manage it? Yes? OK great! Now, how much do you charge? OK, that’ll work. Here’s your deadline. Send the work in by then. Thanks so much for the help and let me know if you have any questions.”
I am still able to do kidlet drop off and pick up. I can still take Z to his therapy appointments. I can still run errands and go grocery shopping. I can still (in theory if not in actual practice) go to the gym. And I am contributing to the family checking account. I have one foot in the business world and one foot in MBAMommy-land.
Perfect, right?
And then this amazing company invites me to attend and work at their conference. Again, this is THE conference for my industry. One that I’ve wanted to attend since I began my career 10 (15!) years ago. So, they fly me to a warm place, put me up in a gorgeous hotel and give me a job that’s fairly mindless but allows me to watch all the presentations for 3 days. I don’t really have a whole lot of responsibility, especially compared to my counterparts working the registration booth and speaking with clients and being the collective face of the company. I can just sit back, relax, and watch things unfold. Hell, I even have time to go to the gym almost everyday. No kids, little responsibility and warm weather for an entire week.
Perfect, right?
Seriously, how could I ask for more?
And therein lies my dilemma. I don’t have a lot of responsibility. I don’t have to be in front of the client. I have one foot in the business world and one foot in MBAMommy-land. And I sit back and I watch major events unfolding on both sides. While sitting on the sidelines.
Back at home, poor J is dealing with one illness after another. Before I left, Z had strep and croup and I was sick as a dog, staying in bed trying to get better so I could come to this conference. So, J comes back from his own business trip and jumps in with 2 feet to take care of all of us. 2 nights before I leave, Z runs downstairs at 9pm to inform us that he’s just swallowed a nail. And, off to the ER J & Z go.
See the watch pin? Turns out we didn’t have much to worry about. But that damn pin didn’t see the light of day until AFTER I’d already left for the conference. Since I’ve been gone, J’s had to deal with gross kidlet issues from both kids and both ends (‘nuf said). And, here I am, at this amazing conference, soaking it all in very intellectually. Sleeping well, working out, eating like a queen and getting to know my co-workers.
Can you say Mama guilt?
But, the issue is more than just Mama guilt. I’ve found myself in an awkward position here too because of the one foot in, one foot out situation. The MBA in me is frustrated that I’m not busier, that I don’t have more responsibility, that I’m merely benched and watching everyone else work their magic. And, when I am confronted with doing the polite chit-chat of getting to know someone professionally, I struggle because I’m most comfortable talking about kids and Asperger’s…..not exactly a hot topic at a business convention. And, I’ve found it hard to explain my role and my background. Below is an example of a recent conversation:
Co-Worker: “So, I’ve heard your name before….what is it that you do?”
Me: “Well, I work part time as a project manager, but I also dabble in sales stuff and research stuff and I’ve worked on X and Y and Z. But, really I’m also a stay at home Mom to 2 kids that are in school full time. My older one has Asperger’s so I can’t really go back to work full time because he still needs someone to drive him to his therapies and neither kid handles a full day with after school care very well. But, I can work part time while they’re at school and still pick them up when school is over. Hopefully someday I’ll be able to go back to work full time….”
Versus a similar exchange 5 years ago:
Client: “So, what’s your role at your company?”
Me: “Well, I’m the Director of Client Strategy. I oversee the account teams and help with strategic direction and business development.”
See the difference? One is a great elevator pitch. The other? Ramblings of someone who’s not quite sure of where she stands because she’s got one foot in two distinctly different worlds.
So, I guess my dilemma is this. In MBAMommy-land, things are perfect. I’ve found an amazing balance between work and life that I’ve wanted since I had kids. I’m in a perfect situation with a great company. I get to experience things I’ve wanted to experience my entire career but don’t necessarily have a lot of skin in the game. But out in the real world, when i’m confronted face to face with those that have skin in the game, it’s not easily packaged and delivered. At least not yet. I’ve got my work cut out for me figuring out this new spot I’m in.
What about you? Does anyone else out there have this same challenge of explaining the round hole/square peg you live in?



