I’m off to moderate a parenting panel—”Our communities, our careers and our families: Being an LGBT parent in the workplace”—at the Out and Equal Workplace Summit.
Because I have workplace issues on my mind, I thought I’d ask all of you:
Please share your funniest (or most memorable) experience of being a parent in the workplace—or of transitioning to become a stay-at-home parent.
Mine has to be leaving a business dinner to go shoot up fertility hormones in the rest room. (Usually, I did this at home, but the last one before egg retrieval required very precise timing.) It felt very illicit, somehow.
Or maybe it was nine months later when I mentioned to fellow meeting participants—as I stood there very visibly flat-stomached—that if I ran out suddenly, it was because I was having a baby. (For those who don’t know: I provided the egg; my spouse carried it.)
Surely some of you can top that, especially those who have had occasion to bring your kids into the workplace. Leave a comment!