My cyberstalker is my mother — but it wasn’t always this way.
“You need to come home right now,” I sobbed into the phone, no doubt sending a jolt of panic into my poor husband while he sat at his desk in his air-conditioned office with the free coffee and free access to adult conversation.
Children of working moms have a lot to be grateful for.
The concept of second-shift motherhood is not a new idea, and unfortunately is not changing as rapidly as it should.
It’s safe to assume most work-at-home moms (WAHMs) had different plans when first they embarked upon career-hood. My plans involved working twelve-hour shifts in DC as a devoted political staffer.