The fourth Thursday in April has been designated by some companies as the day we take our sons and daughters to work. It’s not mandatory to participate, though employers must feel some pressure given that the White House is in on it. Since my husband and I work at the same company, though in different divisions, and our kids are off from school that day, we’re totally bringing them to the office this year. Yay to not having to secure childcare for that day! Boo to trying to get any work done with a third grader and a kindergartner as cubicle mates.
Being a working mom, or a careerist with kids, or however you want to frame the notion of having both a job and a child, is a choice, and a necessity, for me. It’s hard to put together a middle-class lifestyle in New York City without both parents working. I’m fortunate to be doing something I love, and what better way to share that part of me than taking my kids to work for the day?
Except, my workplace isn’t exactly kid-friendly. Though I’m employed at a TV network, which sounds cool, it’s mostly a lot of emailing and meetings and trying to remember my ID badge when traveling around the building. My kids’ favorite part about coming to my office? Getting to pick out a treat from the vending machine.
Here are some reasons why taking my son and daughter to work is both the best, and the worst: