
by Sherrelle Kirkland-Andrews
@funkidivagirl Just hit me with the reality check that my Work/Life balance game is not tight. Time to make some changes–Yikes
This was a tweet that my husband sent this morning…after the, ahem, “discussion” we had. I imagine that we are not alone and it’s a constant battle for most people, balancing work and home life. Years ago my family was featured on 20/20 about this very subject. We got excited calls from around the country, “Hey, we saw you on television!”, but were they not listening to what we were saying on TV? Yes, we had an adorable son. Yes, my husband had a glamorous career. Yes, we lived a financially comfortable existence. Yes, we were on 20/20. But it wasn’t good, our life.
At the time my husband was an executive at Columbia Records, a position that 3 years prior caused us to pack up our apartment and newborn son and move across the country from California to New York. It was big move literally, financially and emotionally. We were leaving friends who were like family to us and moving to a place where we barely knew a soul. But with our plans for me to be a stay-at-home mom, a huge career defining position and double our combined salaries, we thought it was a golden opportunity that couldn’t be passed up.
To say our life changed overnight is an understatement; my husband walked off the plane in NYC and hit the ground running. Adjusting from a work environment in Los Angeles to one in New York was huge; I like to say that people in L.A. try to work as little as possible, while people in NYC try to work as much as possible. I’m being funny because of course people in L.A. work hard, but the culture of the city is also about enjoying the sun and surf. If they can make the money and still make the beach before sunset, why not? Back in L.A. a late night working meant about 8:00 p.m. and it was rare; in NYC it meant about 10:00 p.m. and it was often–then a bus commute home. In L.A. we took strolls around the block after work and dinner; in NYC I never saw my husband before 11:00 p.m. And I was alone, with a new baby, in a strange city, without friends or family nearby.
My husband adjusted to the grueling work schedule, I adjusted to to not having him around and sadly we both adjusted to doing our own thing. He made a life for himself at work and I made a life for myself at home making friends, getting involved in the community and tending to my baby boy. It worked, but dysfunctionally. I don’t know how to get ahold of the 20/20 episode to show you, but we do not sound happy on there; I talk about how resentful I am and he talks about how stressed he is. It was a recipe for disaster and that’s what happened, disaster.
Fast forward many years to this morning and here we are again. Trade NYC for Atlanta, record executive for digital media influencer, a baby boy for two active growing kids and it’s a different scene, but the same movie. It’s still a struggle to make it all work, although as evidenced by my husband’s tweet, he’s much wiser for the wear and not willing to let us get very far off-track without taking action. The fear of what happened before is too great and too real to take this subject lightly.
BMWK, I’m sure we’re not the only family who struggles with balancing a productive and happy home life with building a career. What does your family do to make sure that you are still connected and growing together, despite the demands of work? How do you strive to give the best to both your family and your career without having either suffer?
Sherrelle is an aspiring writer, wife and stay-at-home mother to two brilliant and beautiful kids (but that is what they call an oxymoron, as she is never at home). Check out her website Funkidivagirl.com, where she gets to complete her life’s mission of saving the world from mediocrity.