There’s only one of me. I only have one life. But man I could use 3 of me. Today, Mira had her first Dr’s appointment, there’s an LBS alumni celebration and I’ve got really important meetings at work and in the evening. It’s crazy. I’m pretty lucky to have a great partner in the Bee who doesn’t make me feel guilt for missing things and is the most supportive person in my life – as it should be, I hope she would say the same about me.
If becoming a dad does anything, it makes you wish there was more of you to go around.
I remember when people asked me how I managed to do my MBA and work full time at the same time, I used to respond with it’s like juggling, you just have to accept that you can only juggle two balls but your trying to juggle three, so something always ends up falling, you just have to know what’s falling and know that you have to pick that ball back up.
Problem is that as I’m getting older, the balls are getting more precious. It’s like now I’m juggling balls that might break, so if you drop them you’re thinking that they might be lost. There’s no picking them back up. You just have to learn how to juggle better.
