When I was a young, naïve college student contemplating
career paths, I imagined a life where I could have it all. At that
time, my idea of "having it all" included a husband and
children (lots of them because I was raised as an only child), a
house in a good neighborhood, a mentally stimulating job in which I
could earn a decent living and also make a difference in the lives
of others, a social life with girlfriends to shop and drink wine
with, time to work out and to read the occasional chick-lit novel.
Now, as I sit in bed listening to the sound of my four-year-old
daughter snore while I type away on a trial brief, I wonder whether
the idea of "having it all" even applies to working moms.
Sure, I have a great husband, a beautiful daughter, a house in a
well-respected neighborhood with good schools, and a mentally
stimulating job that I actually enjoy. But, despite all of those
great things, I have no spare time for me, my husband, my dogs, my
family, or any
