Meri Perra blogs about the challenges she and her partner face in trying to raise their girls with feminist values
I went to journalism school with a sports writer who landed a part-time job at a parenting magazine right after graduation. She got the job after she completed an internship we both applied for. (She got the internship, I went elsewhere.)
She’s a smart, career-focused, young woman, who is not a parent. The type who’d probably never picked up a parenting magazine, except to prepare for the interview that ultimately landed her the job (I mean, why would she read a parenting magazine?) Meanwhile, I’d spent a year of mat leave reading them.
Jobs are so weird.
Now I’m writing NHL score re-caps, taking on some extra work for a client. Those who know me, understand this is much more ironic than the above-mentioned non-mom landing the parenting magazine gig over me. As in, this is way, way ironic. As in, Alanis had nothing on this. As in, it’s i-ron-ic.



