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You’re Fired….not just the Donald’s tagline

My friend, who blogs at www.selfmademom.net, posted a few article links today and one, in particular, warrants all of our attention:

“Pregnancy and Fired? A rising trend”
http://www.charlotte.com/mld/charlotte/business/local/16402391.htm

Kitty-time encourages her dear readers to take a moment out of your day, I know, I know – you are all very busy and important – but seriously, take a moment. Read the article. Read about pregnancy discrimination and the very easy-to-understand overview of the law and your rights, if preggo.

And stay tuned, Kitty-Time will keep an eye out for the research findings that the National Partnership for Women and Families plans to release soon.

Knowledge is power, dear readers, read it and weep.

Like Unicorns, it really doesn’t exist

We all hear about it. Some whisper about it. Some shout from the rooftops, claiming they’ve got it. Some wonder why they can’t find it. Others break down and seek solace in the drink, while looking for it. Then there are the worst offenders – the ones that not just shout from the rooftops, but weave it into every conversation, as if it is the most realistic, truest thing in the world and you are just the worst, most unorganized person for not having it. They, dear friends, are liars.

What is it?
Unicorns?
Santa?
The newest Marc Jacobs bag?
The tooth fairy?

Mais non, sweet kittens….it is BALANCE. LIFE BALANCE after having a kid.

Guess what. You’ll hear it here first. Deal with it, suckers.

IT DOESN’T EXIST.

If you are a new mamma, an expectant mamma, an old timer mamma, a “do I even want to bother dealing but thinking about it” woman – just deal with it. Internalize it now. Balance as you once knew it – not gonna happen.

“But what about my gym time and my great body?”
“But what about my weekly manicures?”
“But what about my career and all my work travel, I’ve worked so hard for it?”

Guess what?

It’s not about you anymore.

Another thing you need to just deal with.

But don’t fret, sweet cherubs, all is not lost.

It just requires give and take, compromise and a willingness to accept that your life is now different. And sadly, so is your body. (Especially your boobies.)

But back to give and take and compromise. Do not be a martyr. Then no one will feel sorry for you. All the give and take and compromise – does not rest solely on your shoulders. It is the job requirement of BOTH PARENTS, last time I checked, to be actively involved in their child’s life, to compromise their lifestyles, and to give up some extracurricular activities, be they manicures, gym time, or happy hour.

Kitty time does not believe all is lost. You just do these things less frequently or at times that used to seem very undesirable. Example – early morning is a great time for a workout. It wakes you up, it reduces under eye puffiness, and gives you some quiet time to just enjoy to yourself while everyone else rests.

But back to this whole give and take thing – kitty time firmly believes that while women should not be martyrs and take on all these responsibilities of juggling and compromise themselves, you must also be realistic. Your partner might not clue in as quickly as you, and like anything, it takes a lot of work and commitment to train the male husband to learn how to take initiative, do the laundry without asking, decline a happy hour invitation without being told too, or purchase milk on his way home from work without being asked to.

But with perseverance, a lot of patience and a willingness to do things differently than you did before – you can hold onto pieces of yourself from before – and still enjoy life, even if a little off balance.

Coming out of hibernation….in January

For the last 6 years, kitty time has gone through a rollercoaster of emotions. Rage, horror, anger, numbness, anxiety, back to rage and horror and anger….

This has made kitty time very upset. These negative feelings take a toll on pretty skin and make it difficult for a good, solid night’s sleep. Pale, blotchy skin with puffy eyes….these are not the qualities of kitty time or my dear readers. Mais non! We are pretty and parfais!

But alas, these angry emotions are a result of the idiotic President and his lemmings. Anyone with a brain has fallen asleep in Washington these last six years and terrible things have happened.

But gather round kittens…our dear politicians are marching to a new beat. They are stretching out their furs and coming out of hibernation because the people really did wake them up in November. In this first week of the new Congress, they are getting a good stretch in, a few downward facing dogs, wiping away the cobwebs from their cavernous offices…and SHOCKER – using their brains.

I was able to exhale and feel this new emotion when reading online news yesterday….what was this feeling? Relief? Joy? Happiness? Ahh…so much better for my complexion!!!

That’s right, we finally raised the minimum wage and today, the House is planning to loosen restrictions on embryonic stem cell research! Hallejuah! We are off to a good start here, kittens, we can put our claws away until the idiot in the White House vetoes that bill.

And so, let us all take a few deep breathes, feel a bit of the weight lifting off our shoulders, give yourself a nod and a wink as you glance in the mirror and notice how much more refreshed you look this morning…..and feel good about the fact that this town is becoming a thinking woman’s town. Decisions just might be made for the better.

(Caveat – I am not discussing the civil war in Iraq or the President’s speech..and hopefully everyone listened to moi and watched what you DVR’d and read gossip mags last night instead).

Granny and her Gavel

A fantastic column in today’s Washington Post inspired my entry today. I was planning to write something sassy and full of one-lined quips about the President’s painful speech tonight. But alas, I’ve been inspired to write again about Granny Speaker and her gavel. I highly recommend Ruth Marcus’ column in today’s Post:
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/01/09/AR2007010901335.html

Why do you love it, kitty time? What is new or original in its content?

Well, nothing really. In fact, toot toot, let me toot my own horn, it’s consistent with what I blogged about last week..down to the title of the column…tooot toot

That being said, Marcus raises a great point that we all can’t hear enough – motherhood can go hand-in-hand with your career and it’s not a scarlet letter anymore. I pretty flippantly talk about mommy-tracking myself – but I’m going to spin this in a positive light. Right now, my focus is my family, just as Pelosi’s was until she was 47. She managed to translate that into a high powered career. Whether or not I will always want to work, if I will ever want to run an office – not sure – but kitty-time only knows present kitty-time. Behold, the future of kitty-time could be anything. I hear 40 is really dirty, not just 30.

So – fellow mom’s and mom’s-to-be – let’s enjoy how Pelosi flaunts her granny-hood. Let’s see how she can inspire not just other women, but employers, to continue to realize that there is no greater asset in your company than a working mom. No one has achieved more each morning before arriving to work, than working mom’s. No one has better multi-tasking, planning and organizational skills – than working mom’s.

And so, I leave you with this. Tonight, check out what you’ve recorded on your DVR, open up your latest gossip rag, avoid the President’s painful speech that will only further demonstrate his revisionist historical views of why we went to war, the dangers our troops face, and instead, focus on the granny with the gavel, and whatever horrid thing Brit Brit has done lately……