"You can't have it all. They told my generation that you could, but they lied."
So said a mother of a friend of mine, a woman with five grown children and a career.
I wanted to say that it wasn't true. I wanted to tell her how I am having it all, with a cherry on top, and that I can juggle six colicky babies while balancing my checkbook using my toes, inventing clever bedtime stories about chubby hamsters, and creating exciting PowerPoint presentations that defy the drool and snooze-inspiring nature of PowerPoint.
But I couldn't, because I think she's right.
I used to think I could have it all, I just had to redefine what I meant by "it." I could have a fulfilling career, a pampered baby, luxurious shampoo commercial hair, and a loving husband, but would have to sacrifice walking the dog daily, eyebrow waxing, and ever again catching Saturday Night Live live.
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