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  • 31Mar

    When I left my job at the newspaper exactly four years ago to stay home with my daughter, my editor (a mother of three boys) told me that someday I would miss not having a place to get away.

    So here I am, sitting in my living room playing cars with my son, while my daughter finishes her nap, trying to get some work done. Sure I’m a little distracted, but when I think about being downtown in the newsroom, I remember how distracted I was there too.

    A giant room filled with your colleagues where there are constant discussions, meetings, intant messaging and chit chat, isn’t much different than having to change the occasional diaper or answer questions like, “Where does water comes from?” I still pause for lunch, but instead of catching up on weekend happenings with my girlfriends, I’m teaching my kids to understand their likes, dislikes and needs.  

    I miss the adult interaction, and of course there are days that don’t go so smooth and I end up losing sleep trying to catch up, but for me, the tradeoff is priceless. I’m the one that gets to come to my kids’ rescue when they have a boo boo or teach them why it’s important we watch the presidential debates and if we have a good day, we make cupcakes together. And there are definitely days I need to escape, but I can pick and choose those days – no timecard to fill out!

    Now, in all fairness, my editor was a wonderful woman whose husband also worked in the newsroom, and she had a nanny worth her weight in gold. Everyone’s situation is different and we all do what we can to make the most of it, but while I stare at the mess of Hot Wheels on my floor and think of all the laundry I still have yet to do, I feel very lucky that my days are what I make them – with my babies.

  • 31Mar

    I want to state firmly that I do not endorse working from home, working in an office or being a professional home maker as a mother. It has to be a personal choice and the right choice for your and your family. It does often tickle me pink when I see a battle at a playground, not from the kids but from the mothers.  It usually goes something like this:“Hi, what do you do? I am an accountant.”
    “I am a stay at home mom.”
    Then the nasties start.   Working mom flaunts her expensive plastic nails and fancy cell phone. Stay at Home mom comments that “She is raising her children, not handing them over to someone else to raise.Working mom doesn’t clean her own home.Stay at home mom has lots of sex.Working mom has an expense account.Stay at home mom has a real sun-kissed tan. At this point I decide to jump in as the hybrid experimental freak of the group. I introduce myself. 

    “I am a stay at home work from home mom. “   I smile in my own sloppy, messy hair,  chewed fingers and real tan from my pool kind of way. 

     

    They both explode. 

     Another planet conquered. 

  • 31Mar

    Motherhood Incorporated is seeking someone who is well versed on the Mac. We have a variety of clients who need training in Word, Excel and Photo programs — along with searching the Internet. These clients are very specific MAC people and want to speak to a MAC person.  Anyone out there reading this on the MAC please contact us immediately for work…using our online system of GOTOMEETING.COM…you can train from your home to theirs over the phone and Internet. Please reference MAC Training when you email us at employment@motherhoodincorporated.com and make sure you fill out our simple application so we can best place you with a client…located on the http://www.motherhoodincorporated.com/workforus.htm  page!

  • 30Mar

    I wouldn’t even call it a home office. It’s a dark dingy closet in the back of my spare room where I stash my stuff away from kids. I am going to focus my energies on getting something published so I can get enough money to purchase a decent desk and a chair. My husband thinks I am crazy, but I think I can make a go of this virutal assistant job.  Since I didn’t have any start up costs and I don’t have to ask my husband for any money, I am going to try it and keep it quiet until some money comes in.  I need to do this for myself even more than I need the money. I need to use my brain. I need to feel I have more value than changing diapers and wiping the bathroom floors — not that there is anything wrong with this, but some days I feel really disconnected from the world.  I know that we are not supposed to be engaged in personal thing affecting who we are and how we feel about ourselves, but how am I supposed to feel positive, powerful and present in my own life when all I do is mop, wash, feed and clean. I love my kids, but I need to get out of my own life.  The twins are up so I have to go.  Anyone else feel like this?

  • 30Mar

    We at Motherhood Incorporated have been watching the successful efforts of Ally LoPrete and Kelli Shand as they, stay at home mothers who are starting their own business, conceptualize, launch and grow their business.

    We are pleased to announce they they are going to share their experiences as they do their thing!  These blogs will be featured in three categories: Ally’s Story, Kelli’s Story and under Our Milk Money.  Their online business is located at www.ourmilkmoney.com.  They have worked hard and their efforts have proven fruitful.

    I think you all will really enjoy reading about their real experiences as they build their dreams while taking excellent care of their families.   We’d like to thank Kelli and Ally for their contribution and we at Motherhood Incorporated hope that you readers really enjoy their Blogs.

  • 29Mar

    My “Office” is a decorative desk with hutch that goes 6 feet across and it is in my living room so you see this in plain site when you enter my home AND it is a decorative focal point so I MUST keep it neat (a challenge for me too but I make it a priority).

    I measured my space and had a custom desk made for my needs. I have two very large drawers that are really files cabinets and the other side one large door that swings open to reveal my scanner and printer on slide out shelves.

    I had this made at Ambiance in Valencia they will work with you to design your desk to suit your needs any color you like… it was very reasonable it looks very Ballards for half the price or less…additonally I purchased(at Walmart!!) some very nice quality dark wood rattan cubes (3) and placed along side under window, looks like a simple seating area but in fact is hidden paper supply storage.

    I have adjustable shelves on hutch- 6 in all, that I also use for storage in a clever way, think Big Items that look simple and clean forgo all the obvious “office” looking storage things. For example I have a simple decorative(Homegoods) large white soup terrine that I store my discs and ipod stuff in, a nice large woven basket that takes up half a shelf holds my arts and craft like supplies BUT I cover with large fake green apples on top (easy enough to move when I need craft supplies)

    Think outside the office, and go for a nice quality piece of furniture, you know you will spend more in the long run by buying all those other ugly exposed office pieces at an office supply store…plus you’ll love to sit at your chic desk!

  • 29Mar

    A heartfelt thanks to all of you for your kind words as my beloved Dog Misty headed to the great green pasture of dogland.  To hear your stories of your pets who have passed warmed my heart and I like to think that Misty has all these new friends to meet and play.  The most wonderful thing about the spirit is the capacity to touch others. To all you moms out there who love unconditionally to all the “children” in your life and took the time to make my diffiult day a little easier I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

    Much love to all,

    Sandra

  • 29Mar

    After our first week, we already have 9 members.   We just finished posting three great free internet sites that moms can use at home to run their businesses more effectively.  These sites can help you reduce your costs of startup and the cost of doing business. They are also great ways to connect with family and friends while you are at it.

     To join our group, simply head to Yahoo.com and set up a yahoo account. It’s free. I just used my name with 111 after it and I had an account. Then head to groups — and type in MotherhoodIncorporated.  You will see our little group — join and then get the postings and emails with helpful information. So far it has proven to be a great resource for moms who work from home or are starting a business.

    Come join us…participate…or just read what we are all talking about!

  • 28Mar

    Motherhood Incorporated is looking for a mom who wants to train a client on the computer in Excel and Word.  This job can be done from home using our online software. The client uses a MAC. The mom trainer needs to be skilled in Excel and Work and very patient as this client struggles a lot with the computer.  Interested, please head to the Work For Us Page on our site www.motherhoodincorporated.com and click on the link on the bottom of the page.  Job can be done from anywhere, but the client lives in the Pacific Time Zone.  Please let me know if you would like to do this. 

  • 28Mar

    Are you thinking about starting a business, are you in the process of starting or building your business? Then our Yahoo Group Motherhoood Incorporated is the place for you.  We have started the group with interesting, smart, talented and delightful women who all share the same desire to create their own business — large or small.  Our Yahoo group Motherhood Incorporated is not designed to sell our products and services to each other — but to provide support, brainstorming, problem solving networking and shared ideas in a respectful, helpful and motivating environment.  The only requirement to join this group is a desire to earn money.  We certainly hope that you join our group and enjoy the ideas, message and posts that are shared among all.

  • 27Mar

    As a work at home mom and company owner, I have found that I find myself working as my son watches Justic League on television. I have to admit as a little girl, I dreamed about being Lois Lane.  As I write, I start to think of myself as Lois Lane — writing away on my computer.  The music from the television blares and I type faster – I imagine myself in a slim suit, with great hair holding a pad of paper.

    As I work away, I think of Lois and would I really want to be married to Superman?  Sure he has super strength, x-ray vision and freeze breath?  He can fly, so that would be convenient because we wouldn’t have to face long lines at the airport. He could use his super stregth to clean the house and garden really fast. I don’t see how x-ray vision would help.  Then I thought about how he would always be leaving for some emergency or another.  Millions of women everywhere would want to sleep with him.  Dumb guy’s in bars would challenge him to a fight. He could probably do product endorsements or guest appearances and make a lot of money, so that would be a plus. If we had kids, what if one had superspowers like dad and the other got my fat thighs.  Being married to Superman would mean I would be stuck with dorky Clark Kent during the day and not being able to brag about his super prowess at night. Ultimately, I think being married to Superman would be a bad gig.  I pick up the stack of invoices I have to read through, and glance at my son. He is asleep and the show has changed to Magilla Gorilla. Time for my Grape Ape fantasy.

  • 26Mar

    I yelled at my daughter today. I mean really yelled. We were all tired – still recovering from a weekend away and things have piled up. The laundry – clean, but in a heap, the floors – swept but not mopped, and forget about work – that was just going to have to wait until bedtime.

    As I tried to knock out my To-Do list, the natives were getting restless. I was frustrated because I couldn’t clean up behind them fast enough to make any forward progress, and they were frustrated because I wasn’t engaging with them.

    Then things went sideways. Right in the middle of vacuuming they started fighting. I asked them to work it out, hold on, maybe straighten up their rooms while I finished, but there would be none of that. I looked at the clock to see if maybe it was naptime which, thank goodness it was, but now they were both crying, screaming at each other and any second it was going to come to blows.

    I asked my daughter to go to her room and I would be there after I changed her brother and laid him down, but she just kept crying. I told her that if she didn’t get in her room and stop crying she wouldn’t get a story and still, she just sat there.

    So I yelled – loud. I told her to stop crying, get into her room, she lost her story, I couldn’t talk to someone who was crying and I needed her to just do what I told her. So she went screaming into her room where she sobbed herself to sleep. Meanwhile my son, was able to wimper “I top crying mommy,” (he’s still working on his S’s). And then my heart broke. I laid him down, checked on my daughter, told her I loved her and I was sorry for yelling.

    After that, deafening silence. They both slept for two hours during which I had plenty of time to feel guilty about my behavior. I know yelling at them to stop yelling is like going to war to bring peace – the end does not always justify the means. I knew I was overwhelmed and tired, clearly they were tired too, yet knowing all this, I still lost my cool. I hate not being perfect for my kids.

    We talked about it after, hugged it out and actually had a really great rest of the day once we all got some rest – but I still feel guilty.

    Oh yeah, and my husband looked a little put out that the vacuum was still in the middle of the floor when he got home and started winding up the cord with an annoyed look on his face. I just said “Thanks.”

  • 26Mar

    Today I had to put my beloved Misty to rest. She was suffering and it was time to put her at ease.  I was up all night holding her and hoping there would be a miraculous recovery.  She declined so suddenly, none of us – my husband, my children, my friends, my family — no one was ready. There are many times I am thankful. Today, I was thankful that I work from home. While we waited for the Vet, I held my sweet Misty on my lap and cancelled my calls for the morning. I never left her side – even as she took her last breaths. Even though the Vet and my family assured me we had made the most loving decision for her I was so upset, shocked, hurt and scared that I couldn’t hear it — or couldn’t let it sink in.

    Once home, I retreated to the blissful solitude of my office and closed my door – something I never do when the children are home.  I didn’t want them to see me crying. My hand hit the mouse on my computer and my email opened up.  I glanced over and saw my blog that I wrote weeks ago and had uploaded to post for today was “Permission to Rest.”

    I am going to take my own advice today and give Misty her permission to rest. 

    For 15 years she sat on my office floor, she graced my couches and snuggled with me on cold winter nights.  She was bright, bold, brave and beautiful.  I will miss you every day, but you have my permission to rest, my great little dog, you were more than anyone could ever hope for and I love you.

  • 25Mar

    I want to thank everyone for sending me their resumes, skills — for calling and emailing — especially our new friends from Canada!  I need to ask you all to be a bit patient as we experience some growing pains on our end.   We are growing and expanding so fast and we can’t keep up with all the requests for work, and I want you to know that this is nothing personal. There are only so many hours in the day that we can respond to calls and inquiries.  It would be very helpful to me if you are calling or emailing that you send a simple resume including your contact information, your physical location, what programs you know or skills you have — are you fluent in another language, can you write well or type fast?  Currently we are desperately seeking women who can Blog and who can use wordpress — along with moms who can customize blogs. If you are submitting for this kind of work, please attach a sample for us to read.  We really appreciate all of you and are trying to do our best to keep up!

  • 24Mar

    So we finally arrived at our destination.  I spent most of my travel time in the back seat writing blogs and reading emails that I had saved for the long drive. Since our place is six hours from our home, its too close to fly reasonable and too far to drive ever weekend.  Everyone said it was a smart investment and we should rent it out because of the distance, I have come to the conclusion that I want to keep it just for our family.

    I know that means working extra hours to make the payments that a renter would make, but it means having a place to escape to when I need a break or need to just be with my family. Part of being a business owner and running a business out of my home means that my assistants come work with me in my home and that sometimes my home feels like my office…and I crave the privacy that a weekend place brings.  Unfortunately, I don’t make enough (yet) to afford a place closer to Los Angeles, but that will come soon. Or perhaps some day we will move to a place where we feel more at home.  What is great about running your own business and doing it virtually is that I can run my business from anywhere. I am not tied to any place, except for my kids, their friends and their school. I do miss one thing about being an executive and having an expense account.  Even though it was work, there was something magical about getting in a town car and rolling to the airport with coworkers – chatting on the flight together – checking into a really posh hotel only to order room service and fall into deep, uninterruped by little feet, slumber.   Though what is really funny, I had the opportunity recently to travel to a very nice convention.  I found myself having a nice time but really missing the little feet that find my back at night while we are sleeping. I missed the big blue eyes and brown eyes that peer at me upon waking as my boys wait by the side of my bed to get up as I pad downstairs to make breakfast and check my email.

     There really are pros and cons of both…I loved some of the things that I was afforded by working for Corporate America, and I really love some of the things that are afforded to me by running my own company from home. I guess its up to me to work both of those concepts into my own company.  Besides, that’s why I started this company in the first place — to try to create the best of both worlds.

  • 23Mar

    As a mother who works from home I have an open door policy to my children, similar to what I used to have in my traditional company office.  I chose to stay home with my children to be with them and experienc their life along with them. I chose to start a company at home so we could have money to do the things as a family we wanted to do along with helping our children financially with college. What I never understood as a working mom was the power of PEZ. I am not a shareholder in PEZ. I am in no way paid for my endorsement of PEZ in this blog. I am simply a grateful consumer. You know those litte weird headed plastic toys that dispense candy.  It’s not the weird heads that do the trick, all thought Pooh is a favorite. It’s the little bitty candy stacks that you can buy by the six pack. I am not into doping your kid or rotting their teeth, but when you are on an important call and your three year old just stubbed his toe on your desk, whip out the PEZ and magic happens.  I use PEZ on airplanes, in Church or Temple, and on long car ride.  The trick to PEZ is to break it out only in emergency. It increases the appeal and allows you to administer a quick does of a sugery sweet treat without hopping them up on a larger piece of candy. Of course, there is the inevitable wrestling match over more PEZ and that requires a firm hand.  Your little junkies will clamor for more and as for me, they go back in my desk in the locked drawer.  I am sure PEZ has many more magical uses and I would love to hear about them.  As a work from home mom, PEZ should be listed as an office essentail pens, paper and PEZ!

  • 22Mar

    Let’s be honest. For kids, Easter Sunday is all about the candy. Sure there’s some discussions about religion, a cute outfit and something to do with eggs, but at the end of the day, the kids really only care about how much chocolate they are allowed to eat.

    It’s really starting to blend in with Halloween to me, only with Christian instead of Pagan undertones. The minute a holiday rolls around and the grocery stores are filled with their bright displays, you try to explain what it’s all about – Valentine’s about love, Christmas about giving, not just receiving, Thanksgiving about being, well, thankful.

    But for Easter, I find myself struggling to explain the concept of Jesus’ ressurrection to a two- and four-year-old. Sure there’s the Easter Bunny, but I just can’t get enough of a consensus on the story to tell it confidently. And the kids really don’t care, as long as it means candy in the morning.

    So I succomb. I buy the bright baskets, fill it with the obnoxiously messy grass and let them stuf their already chubby cheeks with Peeps. (By the way, check out www.marshmallowpeeps.com for really cute recipes and crafts!)

    But I do one thing differently – I have created the Easter Sundae. For me, my fondest memories are not about what I got on these occasions, but what we did as a family, every year, whenever a holiday came around. So since traditional Easter traditions are a little over their heads (nails and cross) or too vague for me to push it (“Where does the Easter Bunny live mom, with Santa?”), I created my own tradition.

    We buy a gallon of vanilla ice cream, put it all in a big bowl, then proceed to dump, spray, sprinkle and drizzle anything and everything we can find that might go well on ice cream (it’s a great way to clean out all your toppings too!). And then we each grab a spoon and dig in until we all get sick. They may not know all the ins and outs of the Easter Bunny or the details of Christ’s sacrifice for our sins, but they will hopefully remember the fun we had.

    And that is our Easter Sundae!

  • 22Mar

    As Easter approaches I find myself crammed in the back of our SUV with my two kids.  My husband and his brother sit in relative comfort in the front seat. The only saving grace is the happy shreiks my 18 month old emits that make them jump out of their skins.  I know I shouldn’t be complaining. I have a wonderful life with my own company and a great family — I just wish I was less tired so I could enjoy them more. I just finished an argument with my son who chastised me about not packing crayons for the car ride.  Just so you know, this is what I packed for our Easter vacation for the car only:

    Cooler filled with grapes, cut up strawberries and chilled juice boxes.15 inflight movies – including science, adventure, comedy and dramaVtech video game with your choice of Elmo, Thomas, or Cars4 Board Books5 Pictures BooksAssorted Candy, Snacks and TreatsTwo soft blanketsOne Stuffed MonkeyOne Stuffed DogMy computerMy husband’s computerTwo blackberries with chargers – car and wallComputer Car ChargerAleve, Benadryl and Baby TylenolDiapers, Wipes, Sippy Cups and Ice for Bottles And that’s just in the passenger section. What fills the back cargo area I’ve lost count. Our Easter vacation will take us from 20 degrees to 81 degrees and back – so from bathing suit to snow suit we are prepared. As  I business owner, I am thrilled to be able to leave with my family and choose the work I need to do while I am gone. My husband also has that luxury. Sure it means a lot of schlepping files and computers, but essential it means that we can leave when we want and return when we want. Being self employed and running your own company has it’s priveleges.   I guess getting the front seat isn’t one of them… 

  • 22Mar

    You do have space for a home office, even though it may not feel like it as you wade through the mounds of laundry, the undone homework, and the toys that litter the floor of your home.  If you just plan to work occasionally in your home office, then a corner of a room, kitch, breakfast or dining room is ideal. As long as you can close up your area to keep prying hands away, this can work for you.  Before I began working full time from home, I went to Walmart and bought a big green tub — the kind with the top that you can store just about anything in and I loaded in my office supplies, my laptop, my resource materials and anything I was using on a project into the tub. Though I did have to unload it for each use, I found at that time that I only used the box about once a week – I would have liked to use it more, but with two kids under the age of 3 it was unlikely. I was either busy, too tired or both.

    For a while I had my office in the bedroom. This was nice because I had a quiet place, free from the noise and distraction of the rest of the house. This also meant my husband, my mother or a babysitter had to watch the kids because I could not see or hear them.  Also, it became difficult to fall asleep because as I lay there drifting off, I could see my undone work and too many times I crawled wearily out of bed, switched on a tiny light at 2am and finished up just one last thing.

    Yes, you could say I didn’t have self control, but it’s like that spot on the carpet that is there — and your eye goes to is.  Then you use some cleaner…then you trim away the stained part…then you still notice it…and it goes on and on…

    I felt that I needed to keep an eye on my household, so I selected the kitchen as my office — the lifesource of our home – and it allowed me to hear and monitor what was going on in my own home.

    I bought a tiny little rolling computer cart and with my green tub, that got me through a lot of days.  I also got rid of everything on one shelf in my kitchen that I rarely used – I tossed plastic tubs I didn’t use and I moved some of my nice dishes (carefully wrapped for storage) in to yes, another plastic tub from Walmart. This one was blue.

    I found that I could store my office supplies on that kitchen cabinet shelf and it kept me from “unloading” my desk each time from the box. I also kept postits of important information –like log in and passwords for my accounts on the inside of the kitchen door. That became my office supply closet -  I still used my tub for reference materials, but it was much easier because it now contained folders, books and my legal pads.

    When I needed to print, I simply went into the area where the kid’s computer was and hooked up my computer.  I suppose I could email it to their computer and print from there, but keeping all my files on my laptop — and having it be my laptop only – not shared with the kids or my husband — gave me a mental break – a physical distance between my work and my family life.

    I do have to say I love my kitchen and to sit at my table at night and write with a cup of tea as the children do their homework is really fun. I find the fuss a lot less when they know Mommy is doing her homework, too.

  • 22Mar

    I think before you begin to plan your space, you need to take a moment to think about how you will use the area you assign.  You will need to coordinate here I am guessing, if you are like me, personal paperwork, the activities, clubs and troops of your husband, children and if you have time, yourself. You will also need to think about your volunteer work and community projects if any.

    One of the things I am finding is that in addition to childcare issues and managment, I am finding as my parents age, that there is an additional need for me to manage their health care, payments and ensure that their home is in proper working order. This is more for me than running to the store to fill their pantry or mopping their floors. As our parents age, they need medications refilled, their are endless insurance forms to fill out and many, many, many doctors appointments.  It sometime becomes like caring for an infant — opps…Mom needs to go in for her shots today — flu, vitamin, etc. I

    For most Mom’s who work virtually, these items take as much or more importance that the virtual work itself. So there needs to be a space for everything – a place for everything as my dad would tell me — and everything in its place.

    Whether your goal is to create a multipurpose space for some or all of the items above or a separate area for your office needs, we need to think about storage solutions — easy and affordable ways to organize with baskets, boxes, bins and even a cookie sheet!

    I am excited to share these with you in my next blog so stay tuned! These blogs will appear every Saturday morning when I think you are online – I know I am writing them then!

    Looking forward to hearing your comments and hearing great ideas from the virtual working mom community.

  • 21Mar

    We are thinking of joining a mommy network group here at Motherhood Incorporated. We would like to hear from our visitors if they would join and if they think that would be a good idea.

     Many of us here belong to Yahoo Groups and other groups around the web and find that there are stay at home mommy groups and working mommy groups.  Does anyone know of any Work at Home Mommy Groups?

     Happy Easter!

  • 21Mar

    I was asked recently in an interview what is one of the hardest things about running a company from home.  It took me a few minutes, because there are a lot of things that are challenges – and being tired all the time certainly tops the list — but I really had to think about what was hard.  What really is hard is mentally shifting gears back and forth throughout the day.  When I was a full time working mom, and also when I was a full time stay-at-home mom, I had one focus throughout the work day. Then I would shift gears when I would come home from work or go out from the home.  It only required one major shift in my thinking. What happens now is I am typing on the computer, trying to compose this blog, and the batteries in my son’s headphones are dead. So I pause and change the a batteries.  I type a little more, thinking about what I am doing, and then my other son hands me a sticky wrapper from his lolly.  He then proceeds to spit on his shirt. I balance my computer on my knees digging around the rubble at the bottom of my car until I find wipes.  I wipe off my now sticky keyboard, wipe off his sticky face and pause to enjoy his four-tooth smile. Thankfully he is confined to his carseat or he would be pounding on my keyboard in delight.  I think have to bring my focus back to what I am doing. When I am doing accounting or technical writing, this is really difficult on my brain. By the end of the day – after taking breaks to read Dr. Seuss, to change a nappie, to replace a broken crayon from the crayon box I am shot. Trying to focus on my clients while my toddler screams at his baby sitter “Get Down! Get Down!” and I am trying to talk while my brain is wondering, “Get down? Get down? Who is up? Is the baby up and wants to get down? What the hell is he on in the living room? Is Anna on something? What the hell is going on in there.” Meanwhile, my coaching voice is strong, confident in its direction as I crane my neck around the hall to see what is going on. My son was in his high chair and wanted to Get Down.  I was almost having a nervous breakdown worrying on the phone. Most of the time I can close my door for my coaching calls of which I only do 3-4 a day. All other times I am available for my kids to come in and color, talk, eat or snuggle.  It is hard to pull my focus away for the 15th time my two year old stands at my door and says “hi, hi, hi, hi-eeeeeeeeeeee.” But I put down my pen and pause my calculations and grin back at my son like an idiot.  Satisfied, he toddles down the hall to torment the dog as Anna follows. It is hard to focus on my work when I want to follow him and play trains.  But I do it because it pays the bills. Going back in forth in my mind from Mommy to Coach to Company Owner to Mommy to Coach to Mommy to Company owner and back again during the day is hard.   At the end of the day, I switch gears to Mom and Wife which is a whole ‘nother blog in its own!

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  • 21Mar

    As I sit with my mother and discuss her plans to open her new business, we are amazed at the difficulty of choosing a name. This is such an important aspect of opening a business. By answering a couple of questions, mom was able to come up with a name that made her happy and most important, made business sense.

    I first had her answer the question, will you ever sell this business?This concept is important becuase if she personalize the business name by using her name or last name, then she is going to have to sell this business to someone named Patty. What are the odds of finding another Patty that shares my mom’s business idea. 

    I told my mom that she should not use a name that limits her services. For example. Fast Home Cleaning will make it difficult for her to sell her services to offices that need a cleaning service. She needs to choose a name that will allow her to grow.  

    A third question I had her answered was, Does the name help you advertise your products or services and is it appropriate for her market? The best tip I have for this was given to me by a momprenuer. She advised me to go to a website that sells business cards and stationary templates. She said that we should go through the templates that fit the business and form a name that will fit that template and the business. This has saved mom time and money.  Mom choose a busiess card that has a perfect logo,  matches the name and it going to appeal to her market.

    With a good name, mom is now ready to form her business.

  • 20Mar

    Today I went to the office supply store to get tonor for my cartrige and a box of paper. At that point, my infant started stuffing something he found from the dirty cart into his mouth as my four year old fell to the ground refusing to walk declaring that his “legs don’t have any more walking in them.”

    I dumped his 53 pounds in the cart (he’s tall for his age) – and let him sit on top of the box of paper which must have been filled with cement. As I waited in line for the one cashier on duty at 3 in the afternoon, my infant starts screaming as my son pokes him in the back. I ask my son to stop and he throws a fit. I know they are tired. It’s naptime for the baby. My son turns bright red and howls.

    The woman glared at me.

    I smiled at the neatly pressed woman in line behind me who is huffing at the cacophony that has befallen my spawn and apologize.

    “Sorry,” I said, “I am a working mom, trying to get it all done.”

    She sneered at me and pointedly said, “well, then shouldn’t you be working?”  She tapped her blackberry and ignored me.

    I could have smacked her.  When did women get so hostile toward each other?  I work too! I just might not be in a pretty, creased suit with a perfect manicure.  So my kids are a mess. So my hair is a mess. I earn a living too.

    Why are the bridges between working women, stay at home mothers, working mothers so far apart?

  • 20Mar

    Sometimes in life you get those moments – horrible moments – where you loose track of what is possible.  I don’t even like to admit to those moments.  But last year I had one of those moments – only it wasn’t a moment, it lingered, for like a month.  I believe in being positive, thinking positively, taking action, believing that anything is possible.  I’m not a religious person, per se, but I am deeply spiritual so I try to move through my day with an awareness that everything (even uncomfortable stuff) is for the greater good. 

    And then I got into a place where I literally wondered if my family was going to be homeless.  My husband works full time at a job that he has had for over 20 years. I left my job so that my son, who has autism, could recieve therapy in our home.  We did research and found that this particular treatment is what is most effective with children who are in Jem’s category of autism.  It is working, I call it the Autism Miracle in my Living Room. I am incredibly grateful.  But it has had repercussions.  One parent has to be home at all times during the therapy, but the parent has to be in another room and able to join the session at a moments notice.  So basically you are stuck in your house and you can’t do anything that you can’t walk away from.  Try finding a job that can work around that.

    My husband and I decided to invest in a great deal of equipment and start a DVD transfer/video editing company.  We took out a huge loan and set up business in our second bedroom.  Business was okay but it was not replacing my income, month by month we were slipping further into the irretreivable red.  We tried everything we could think of to supplement our income, but nothing worked with the time constraints on our autism schedule.  And frankly that was and is our top priority. 

    Then last summer both my husband and I had cancer scares within a week of each other.  Thank God, they were just scares but when it was over there were $4,000 in medical bills not covered by our insurance.  It was the last straw. I lost my ability to see a way out.  I just couldn’t see it. Things just seemed to get blacker and blacker in my mind until I hit bottom and said out loud, We need help! That was the moment that Sandra Beck instant messaged me.

    She wanted some video tapes converted. I was thrilled to recconect with her after a couple of years and I was thrilled to have some business.  When I went to her house to pick up the video tapes we talked.  It was amazing.  She was the answer to a prayer.  In one half hour she showed me more things having to do with using your computer to run a business from home than I had learned in 10 years of using a computer combined.  Where I had lost site of possibilities, Sandra was moving around in a universe filled with possibilities and endless opportunities.  I felt like I was 17 again with nothing but choices!  It was a wonderful feeling.  So I went to work with Sandra. 

    I have a lot of financial wreckage to dig through from the years before I went to work with her, but at least the digging has begun and I am no longer fearful of being homeless. 

    Sandra has been teaching me to work hard, but to work smart.  She has give me endless tips on how to make my business work for me instead of me working for my business.  And she not only accepts that my top priority is being Mom, she encourages it.  I remember the first business call I was on with her and my son started to freak out, I was embarrassed, mortified and trying to get him to be quiet and so I apologized to Sandra.  She quickly told me that I never ever had to apologize for having responsibilities to my child, that our children always get to be priority one, that they are always welcome at business meetings whether in person or on the phone.  I remember taking a deep breath and thinking, “Thank God for Sandra!” 

    In that moment she had given me permission to work and be a Mom.  What a gift!  Aside from my son, the best gift I have ever been given.  Sandra has reminded me that I am a business woman with marketable skills.  I have to be honest, I had forgotten or at the very least minimized my capablities. Not anymore.  And I am gaining new skills all the time!  What a difference.  And when I thank Sandra she says, “Pass it On! Pay it Forward!”  So if you are having one of those “moment” write in to Motherhood Incorporated.  Help is here!

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