So funny, reminds me of myself. 11 years ago, when I had my first baby, I was still in the upper management of a big Insurance/finAncial services company on NY. The senior management I interacted with every day were stereotypical males, you can imagine. I didn’t have much of a maternity leave. I was on conference calls all through labor, until I could no longer speak. At about one weak post partum they needed me back on the phone. I had a headset phone with a mute button. I happily participated in hours worth of conference calls, all while nursing my beAutiful baby. Noone ever knew, and it still makes me laugh at what the reactions of these stuffy old men would have been if they could see what was going on on my end of the phone…
Oh the Glamour!
Posted by Rachel Balducci in Family on Friday, July 30, 2010 4:56 PM
Sometime tomorrow we will be posting this week’s Faith & Family Live! podcast, a conversation between Danielle, Arwen and me.
This week we discussed vacation and exercise (not at the same time) and because I am in the throes of packing for vacation, and thus trying to run a million errands, I did some juggling to “get to” the podcast.
I decided to make the call en route to the grocery store, thus not having to worry about making sure the house was totally quiet. But I didn’t want to drive while we were actually recording, so I headed to McDonald’s and got a nice yummy tea. I parked the car and fed the baby while I chatted with the girls.
You should have seen me! There I sat in my Suburban in the McDonald’s parking lot, wedged between two car seats, nursing the baby while wearing my headset. I was the essence of the modern, professional woman.
Unfortunately Isabel started to cry a bit as I ever-so-quietly burped her. As I put her back in the seat, I covered the mouthpiece so the listener wouldn’t be treated to baby wailing and it turns out that mouthpiece has a built-in off button. That little chime sound you will hear when you listen this week—that’s the sound of me clicking out of the conversation, accidentally hanging up on my fellow podcasting sisters.
“Ack!,” I texted Danielle, “I just disconnected myself!”
I got my wits about me and decided to try calling the number again. And sure enough it worked. A few minutes later, I magically reappear, rejoining the conversation as if I never even left.
And now you know…the rest of the story.
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