I work. And I have two kids.

Unremarkable, I know, but in American culture today that is an increasingly common, yet difficult, thing.  I am starting this blog in response to a conversation with a friend who just returned to work after being home with her twins for three years. She is one of the most intelligent, capable, together people I know and yet today she was totally floored by the reality of doing both - work and kids.

And I totally get it. Throughout the conversation I heard many of the same sentiments that went through my head when I first returned to work three months after giving birth to each child.  Different experiences - my kids were younger and more vulnerable so emotionally I was raw inside when I left for the office. But I had been gone less time, so didn't have to play catch up with my colleagues like my friend did.

I know that by starting this blog I'm jumping into the pool with the other 'mommy-bloggers', of whom there seem to be so many. And they're all so crafty. And neat. And fantastic at photographing their kids.  However, I think that the greater the diversity of 'mom' voices out here, the better. Half the time I read mommy-blogs I leave feeling like an inadequate, flabby, fashion-less, messy-house-dwelling sub-par mom whose kids do, sometimes, eat at MacDonalds. I'd like to be a voice for moms who love their kids, but also love their jobs. Or maybe they don't. But for some reason, economic, the need for health insurance, they are doing both - work and kids.

Let's do this thing.