Ever since conception, gDiapers has insisted that business and family can go together better. We’ve had onsite childcare from day one. It’s evolved with time, taking a different shape as the business has grown. But no matter the configuration, what it allows is a freedom for parents to have more time with their children, for nursing moms to conveniently feed their little ones, and for us all to be more interconnected. Here is just a sampling of some of our personal experiences.
“We started gDiapers 8 years ago with flex friendly policies at the fore. We were parents to brand new babies and there was simply no other way to run the company 10,000 miles away from home (Sydney) without permanent back up! We set up onsite day care, offered 4 weeks paid leave and 3 months paid maternity leave, along with the option to telecommute. Today we are moving to a model that moves people into work that is truly in their affinity, not just in their job description.”
Thank you to gMum (and good friend!) Amelia for sharing a piece of her story.
Cancer is a monster with its own agenda. But my mother fought the good fight until the very end when it just took over December 14, 2007. The following days, weeks and months were a blur. I know I made it to work after the first of the year, cared for my preschooler, and I started volunteering thinking it would help me by helping others. I went through a wonderful training but by the end of it I knew it wasn’t the right fit for me at the time. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to fulfill the duties required of the position.
No matter how you choose to feed your baby, it’s a journey. And one that requires a pretty tough look at where you’ve been, where you are, where you’re going, and then you take a gigantic big breath to ride the ensuing emotions with as much confidence as you can muster. Thanks to gMum, Nilam for telling us her story.
Several months ago my daughter and I decided it was time to wean her from breast milk. I have to say – she didn’t seem to care. But for me, it was a journey that meant something. I jotted down our journey and how I felt. Maybe you went through this too (Please say yes so I can feel like a normal mom).
It’s happening. I think my baby no longer needs me to breastfeed her. Hooray/sniff sniff/woohoo/boo hoo/yippee/fall-into-a-puddle-and-weep-because-this-might-mean-she-doesn’t-need-me-AT-ALL-anymore. Get a hold of yourself, woman!
Seriously, though, I’m really having mixed feelings about this. On the one hand, hallelujah! I can wear a normal bra again! Finally! On the other, it’s the one thing I could give her that no one else can.
Thank you again to Alicia, from Naps Happen, for her parenting commentary. We love her like we love Fridays. And cheesecake. And running barefoot.
Delighted squeals echo across the common area behind my townhouse. I step out onto the deck and watch five children streak by carrying sticks. They seem to be involved in a mysterious construction project involving a pile of rocks, a ton of pine cones, and a bucket of water. The project is simultaneously exciting and deadly serious. The children work in happy cooperation to construct what is sure, upon completion, to be something we parents must dismantle later.
They are having the time of their lives, these kids. I notice my eldest has once again removed his shoes and is running barefoot. Nobody seems to run barefoot anymore.
I used to run barefoot. What year did that stop being acceptable?
A local mama posted a link to her blog post on our facebook page. We thought it too good not to share. Here’s the whole gosh darn beautifulness that she wrote. Love it, too? Hop over to her blog and let her know.
What I learnt from my husband since he became a dad
Nearly a year ago now, both my husband and I became parents. Because I am the one who was pregnant, and delivered this beautiful, oh so beautiful baby, for a “few” months I focused on myself, recovering from this unique experience. Little by little, I opened my eyes again on the world around me, discovering people in the street, life outside my baby, friends, family, and yes husband. I feel very lucky to have him by my side. He truly is the perfect mix between Superman, Romeo, Buddha, and a teddy bear. Possibly the Incredibles dad from Pixar?
My point is that for a long time I was focused on all the things he could do like me, instead of figuring it out by himself. I was really trying to make him be a mum. Which is biologically impossible and quite frankly a waste of time.