Off Topic: Motherhood & Work

One of my favorite pieces has been published here.

“The ladder is a little wobbly… Stop being a girl!” I told myself.

Up the last rung and onto the snow-­laden roof.

“Yup, that’s ice damage,” I thought to myself.


I took the photos and made my way back to the ledge to descend the ladder. Maneuvering my very pregnant belly around the top handles was a little awkward. And getting my foot on the rung when I couldn’t exactly see my feet…

“This may be dangerous”, I thought.

My husband and I had agreed all along that when it was time to raise children the one with the lower salary would quit his/her job and stay home.

It happened to be me.

Read the rest here! 

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