Sometimes, I worry too much what people think.
As a working mom, I worry that other moms will think I'm too career-oriented. That I'm not focused enough on my family.
As a lawyer, I worry that if I talk too much about my kids (and constantly showcase my darling pictures and stories) business-minded folks won't think I'm a top-notch lawyer. Instead, they'll associate me with "mommy" brain.
Case in point, I've recently wondered whether driving my mommy mobile is a career limiting gesture. My wagon is scratched, worn, and dented (I’ve never pretended to be a skilled driver), but it has also survived the stains, pains, and drains of three small children.
Which has recently caused me some embarassment.
I was visiting a high-profile client at his office. After the meeting he asked, “Hey, I hope it isn’t a bother, but I was hoping you could give me a ride to the dealer.”
My heart sank.
Did I mention that I also use my car as a second office? Since the passenger side is usually empty, I always have papers and trash sitting next to me. And I always spill my coffee, which is why there are multiple stains in the front seat and carpet.
“Of course you can have a ride," I replied.
He got into the front seat, and I just couldn’t find the right words.
Please excuse the stains, I can assure you they are old and don’t contain live bacteria.
Despite the dents on the passengers’ side, I’ve never hit another car – just my garage and inanimate objects.
I’m really a much better lawyer than driver.
I’m due for a new car, but I just haven’t make up my mind. There are too many options.
Nothing sounded quite right.
And I don’t know what bothered me more – the fact that he was riding in my mommy mobile, or the fact that I was so worried about it.
Do you ever get caught up worrying about what people think?