All posts in The Choice To Work

It is no secret I love daycare. They take great care of my boys. They teach them tons of things in ways I couldn't dream of. They teach

Today is one of those days. You know them, and you probably know them well. And if you don’t, well then I guess I’m alone here, and I

One of my very best friends is a stay-at-home mom.  She has said to me, "I always knew I wanted to stay home with my kids."  Not in

Liberated:  To set free, as from oppression, confinement, or foreign control. A few years ago, I learned about an alarming phenomenon from colleagues in the ‘biz’ of training daycare

I’ve been a working mom. I’ve been a stay at home mom. I’ve been a working mom again. And so on and so forth. I can’t say why

Hi. I'm Brandy and I have suffered from postpartum depression/anxiety...twice. I had no idea how to start this post so lets just shine light on the elephant in

In the year that I’ve been blogging on here, I’ve written about the term “working mom” versus the phrase a friend of mine coined, “mom who works.” I’ve

For the last eight years, I defined myself as a working girl woman. Sometimes begrudgingly on rainy cold Monday mornings & warm, sunny Friday afternoons. But a faithful,

Every once in a while, this little blog gig of mine works it’s internet magic and I am personally spoiled and patted on the back and it’s glorious.

When I first went back to work, I was a pile of hormones, nerves, guilt, and anxiety, sitting in a rolling chair in my principal’s office crying. I

As I sat, having a conversation with my 16 year-old cousin, I was shocked to learn that there are girls her age, attending an expensive private school, that

“I guess I can’t see the harm in working and being a Momma” – Britney Spears Do you know what I love most about this space here? This Liberating

As I was growing up, my mom told me that I would go to college. Non-negotiable. No ifs, ands, or butts. I couldn’t get bad grades. I couldn’t

There were many layers, built over a number of years, under a layer of fear which lead me to become the working mom I am today. It was

Time for some deep thoughts by Brandy.  Hold onto your hats...you may lose them. This is not my typical style. I was sitting here thinking about being a a

I just overheard something on the street that got so far under my skin, it has completely derailed me. Instead of taking some sort of lunch break, or

I can’t decide if I work to live or live to work. That should be a pretty easy decision, right? It’s either that you love your job so much

By Tracy Managing Editor This week there’s been some chatter around the web about why we work and if we could be SAHMs, would we. And I’ve been directly