As I packed up to leave the conference, I found myself really, really missing my kids, ages 6 and 8. I considered calling them but hesitated -- sometimes they beg me to come home, which leaves me feeling tortured if I'm far away.
New Gallup polling suggests the joys of motherhood can bring added challenges. The most striking finding is how much stay-at-home moms in particular suffer.
Mostly, Gena has unqualified love for the less fortunate. Although she has written letters and organized protests, what she really does well is use the tools of the financial world to help people better themselves. She calls the concept "financial social work."
Raven (5 years old): Dad, we love you, even if you yell at us. Even if you rip out our eyeballs, we still love you. Chloe (5 years old): Are you going to die soon?
Working mothers, or at least those with limited education and lower-end jobs, have almost no employee benefits that allow time away from work when their children are sick or even when they give birth.
In the race to be bigger, faster, stronger, we've lost sight of what makes us better: Time with each other.
My bruised feelings notwithstanding, I suppose the Post reporter did us a favor. In just a few sentences she summed up my mother's life in a way that made the paper. And yet burying my mother's real identity for the sake of a few inches of type, continued to gnaw at me.
Unlike their mothers and grandmothers who didn't see politics as the answer to these problems, the new generation of moms has political change in their sights. And they're making their voices heard.
I'd have my whole family at one of my restaurants for brunch and all my beautiful nieces and nephews would be running around. As much as I loved being the cool celebrity aunt, what I really wanted was the title we were celebrating that day.
The sad truth is that millions of working mothers in this country find themselves without the support they need to care for their families and hold onto their jobs.
There's not enough energy to be spent judging what other women are doing. I have a hard enough time staying on top of work and family commitments; I don't have time to mess with anyone else.
Seeing things afresh, absent of bias and judgment, is key in looking at art. As kids have this ability inherently and naturally, they are excellent company, in art and in life.
As family dynamics go, one parent's crazy quilt is another's richly woven tapestry.
A well-placed brooch became not only Ms. Albright's fashion signature, but a silent signal to her host about what she expected from their meeting. "Read My Pins: The Madeline Albright Collection" is on view at the Denver Art Museum.
Call it whatever you want: the Mommy wars, Mean Girls growing up, cat (or Tiger!) fighting: American culture seems to delight in watching mothers tear each other down.