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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMESXY5cCp7ImA9WxNUFkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415</id><updated>2009-11-07T23:33:28.828-06:00</updated><title>To MBA or Not to MBA</title><subtitle type="html">ruminations on the quest for an mba</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>274</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ToMbaOrNotToMba" type="application/atom+xml" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>ToMbaOrNotToMba</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcEQ307fyp7ImA9WxJbGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415.post-5873109062935326755</id><published>2009-07-28T20:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T20:46:42.307-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-28T20:46:42.307-05:00</app:edited><title>Happy Three Years!!</title><content type="html">So I thought I would pen my last post as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MaybeMBA&lt;/span&gt; today to make an even &lt;a href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2006/07/introduction.html"&gt;three years of blogging&lt;/a&gt;. (Crazy, reading that first post all this time later.) But I have a few more things to say on the MBA front before moving to a new theme and it sure ain't happening tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y flies in around midnight tonight. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!! I am very ready to go back to dual-parenting. And very excited to get back to the west coast. And finish packing already!! Sheesh. And to think I thought moving cross country back when I was childless was rough. Ha. I had no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy July, everyone! I don't think I'll have my wits together for blogging until August ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808415-5873109062935326755?l=tombaornot.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~4/hheVCZ1-B5M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/5873109062935326755/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808415&amp;postID=5873109062935326755&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/5873109062935326755?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/5873109062935326755?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~3/hheVCZ1-B5M/happy-three-years.html" title="Happy Three Years!!" /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12154315947837526904" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-three-years.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MAR3Yyfip7ImA9WxJbEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415.post-6462471346339042379</id><published>2009-07-21T22:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T23:04:06.896-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-21T23:04:06.896-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Booth" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="MBA" /><title>My perfect MBA</title><content type="html">I'm having a lot of trouble summoning any interest to say anything about the MBA, which is just as well since my time is up. But for the sake of completion let's try the following thought experiment. What if anything would I change about my experience? What would make the "perfect MBA" for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much of the Booth experience would remain. The flexible curriculum is non-negotiable for me. Emphasis on academics is important. Sharp student body a must. Gorgeous facilities would be sorely missed. But in addition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Primary emphasis on teaching. I wish every professor made those 3 hours in the classroom really count and held their responsibility as a teacher above all else. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Required well-taught class on ethics. Not in the hopes of reforming or deflecting the up and coming Skillings or Madoffs but because there is a lot of great emperically-based stuff out there to help us explore our responsibilities and rights and future "business leaders". It's not a side topic, it should be front and center of our education and can be approached through data and hard analysis rather than just a soft, feel-good conversation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Requirement waivers. The curriculum would allow one to waive subjects in which a basic competency could be demonstrated through an exam (such as stats, econ, accounting). Yes, I am asking that the world's most flexible curriculum become even more flexible but a lady can dream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can't we all just be friends?? ;) It would have just been less competitive. My classmates behaved admirably but I felt like the system sort of ended up pitting us against one another, for employment, for grades, for scholarships, for recognition. It just felt tiring and unnecessary. It's amazing we all remained as supportive and kind to one another as we did given the circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let's enjoy life! It just would have been more fun, more creative, more exploratory, more tasteful. In all honesty, it was a bit spirit crushing. Not too crushing but less uplifting than I was expecting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And that would make a more perfect MBA for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808415-6462471346339042379?l=tombaornot.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~4/43nMsiM_YuQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/6462471346339042379/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808415&amp;postID=6462471346339042379&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/6462471346339042379?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/6462471346339042379?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~3/43nMsiM_YuQ/my-perfect-mba.html" title="My perfect MBA" /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12154315947837526904" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-perfect-mba.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcARno8eip7ImA9WxJbEEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415.post-2082820878841000969</id><published>2009-07-19T21:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:10:47.472-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-19T23:10:47.472-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby" /><title>Baby Love (The Two Year Transformation)</title><content type="html">So interestingly, it appears that my "&lt;a href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2008/03/working-vs-stay-at-home-mom-myth_28.html"&gt;Working vs. Stay at Home Mom Myth&lt;/a&gt;" entry (written mid-way through my first year) is one of my more popular posts. And though I &lt;a href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2008/03/working-vs-stay-at-home-mom-myth_28.html?showComment=1248045915086#c2246444384133589352"&gt;might come across as quite certain and resolute&lt;/a&gt;, these sort of posts are in a way a pep-talk to myself to counterbalance my uncertainty and lack of resoluteness. In fact, the recent flurry of "mom" posts are an attempt to acknowledge more of my internal struggle and relax some of the cheerleading I forced myself into over the past two years lest I discourage anyone from taking a similar path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last &lt;a href="http://www.economics.harvard.edu/faculty/goldin/files/Dynamics.pdf"&gt;Bertrand study&lt;/a&gt; tidbit I'd like to share is the finding that women's workforce participation dropped off not immediately after childbirth but about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;two years later&lt;/span&gt;. Fascinating. In my experience it takes about two years for the denial to wear off. Initially, the memory of your childless self is fresh in your mind. You're just waiting to "get back to normal". And then month by month, as you forget what it's like to be able to leave the house on a whim, or lose yourself in a thought for five hours uninterrupted, the permanence of the new arrangement becomes undeniable. Maybe you begin to like parenting more or start to allow yourself to hate your job more or just feel resigned to a new existence. But what does a woman with a 9 month old know about working motherhood? Not much frankly. And while I found my summer internship schedule a complete relief compared to the 24 hour slog of being in school, getting a bad grade is not really comparable to being wrong on a big trade. So I understand the limitations of my perspective over the past two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, I find that I am enjoying Baby X's new babyness much more than I did the first time around. She is an easier baby I think, but mostly I am just a better parent. Parenting is a skill and having some recent experience makes a huge difference in my state of mind. So that's lovely. The thought that this is my last baby ever is very sad for me. Although these days the thought of parenting more than two babes gives me hives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there is the baby love. With Y's absence, Baby Y is turning the full force of his affections on me. In every moment that I am not breastfeeding or diapering #2, I am either consoling or applauding #1. Our neat and tidy 30 minute bedtime routine (usually performed by Y and followed by a 11 hour respite) has turned into a 2.5 hour soap opera, followed by an encore at about 1:00 a.m. and another at 5:30 a.m. It's exhausting but their adoration is undeniably endearing as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I randomly discovered &lt;a href="http://www.jonniker.com"&gt;Jonniker&lt;/a&gt;'s blog who, in turn, sent me over to the following heartbreaking blogs (&lt;a href="http://www.gorillabuns.typepad.com/"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://thespohrsaremultiplying.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) which remind me in my moments of feeling completely overwhelmed with packing and preparing to move 2,000 miles and job hunting and momming two babies sans hubby that I don't have much to complain about&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808415-2082820878841000969?l=tombaornot.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~4/1ktjkCMPRAs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/2082820878841000969/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808415&amp;postID=2082820878841000969&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/2082820878841000969?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/2082820878841000969?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~3/1ktjkCMPRAs/baby-love-two-year-transformation.html" title="Baby Love (The Two Year Transformation)" /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12154315947837526904" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-love-two-year-transformation.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYNR38_cCp7ImA9WxJUGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415.post-5214320005381960129</id><published>2009-07-17T01:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T09:16:36.148-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-17T09:16:36.148-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="politics" /><title>EconomistMom</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://economistmom.com/2008/05/premierepost/"&gt;Fiscal responsibility. Lives in Seattle. Four babies!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;Mentioned in today's WSJ and on my Feed Demon now.&lt;br /&gt;Felt like sharing for no good reason. I'm not very up on econo-blogs so this is probably old news to thoughtful readers.&lt;br /&gt;No energy for the longer post I had been planning to pen tonight. Cannot wait to live with husband again.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure out if I should keep blogging once I leave Chicago and what my theme will be post-MBA ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808415-5214320005381960129?l=tombaornot.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~4/1PjohvsPZhY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/5214320005381960129/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808415&amp;postID=5214320005381960129&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/5214320005381960129?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/5214320005381960129?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~3/1PjohvsPZhY/economistmom.html" title="EconomistMom" /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12154315947837526904" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/07/economistmom.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYCQng_fyp7ImA9WxJUFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415.post-7864872098155872700</id><published>2009-07-14T23:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T23:46:03.647-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-14T23:46:03.647-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chicago" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="unsolicted advice" /><title>Why I Like Hyde Park</title><content type="html">(My average posts per week seems to be positively correlated with my stress levels, strangely. Also, I'm feeling very lazy about linking these days. You'll have to Google it all yourself. Sorry.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Hyde Park isn't a popular destination for my classmates, but I am very glad that I made my home down here these two years. Aside from the incomparable convenience, it's actually a nice place to live, despite all the scare stories you might hear. True, I am very careful about where I walk after dark, and avoid it if at all possible. And I did have my car broken into in broad daylight. But I am realizing much to my suprise that I'm going to miss the neighborhood! (Err, my husband, however, will not.) For the single, childless types it leaves a lot to be desired, but I highly recommend the place to incoming students with children. There is a great student parent community here which means your kids will get to hang out with the kids of super smart interesting people from all over the world. (If you're into that sort of thing, smart, interesting people, that is ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food options have been slowly getting better. I will absolutely miss Hyde Park Produce and there is a Treasure Island if you're so inclined. Istria Cafe competes head to head with &lt;a href="http://www.stumptowncoffee.com/locations"&gt;Stumptown&lt;/a&gt;. (Would avoid Third World though unfortunately.) Ragun Cajun has oddly decent Indian food. Calypso Cafe is definitely worth a try. (Dixie Kitchen RIP.) Chant is very passable as an enjoyable night out. And I very much like the Alice in Wonderland feel of Park 52. I've rediscovered Noodles Etc and Medici, of course, provides a solid meal and some good Hyde Park history. Giordano's is getting a remodel but that would be my favorite local pizza joint. Not as big a fan of Pizza Capri and Edwardo's Natural Pizza. We have a Home Made Pizza and the reliable Potbellies. I'm a huge fan of the lunch special at Cedars. And you can get some seriously fantastic bagels at Z&amp;amp;H. And don't forget the really great deli sandwiches in the back at University Market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the old trees and parks and buildings are lovely. The houses get especially fancy schmancy north of Hyde Park Boulevard around Woodlawn. (Obama's neck of the woods.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Elizabeth Fama (yes, of that Fama), who co-authors this &lt;a href="http://hydeparkprogress.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hyde Park Progress blog&lt;/a&gt;, can give you an even more expert opinion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808415-7864872098155872700?l=tombaornot.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~4/SuzJ_H-38bQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/7864872098155872700/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808415&amp;postID=7864872098155872700&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/7864872098155872700?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/7864872098155872700?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~3/SuzJ_H-38bQ/why-i-like-hyde-park.html" title="Why I Like Hyde Park" /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12154315947837526904" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-i-like-hyde-park.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYNQHw4fyp7ImA9WxJUFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415.post-4112360587255009753</id><published>2009-07-13T23:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T01:16:31.237-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-14T01:16:31.237-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby" /><title>Female Machismo</title><content type="html">(Apparently there is no good feminine corollary for machismo, for better or worse.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Story Number One:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was pregnant with Baby Y a supervisor, upon learning that I was a just say no to drugs in childbirth kind of lady remarked, You know, you don't have to prove anything. (His wife apparently had a similar idea with her #1 and then gratefully went for the epidural with #2 and #3.) Frankly, &lt;a href="http://www.americanpregnancy.org/labornbirth/epidural.html"&gt;the side effects ("disadvantages") of an epidural&lt;/a&gt; scare me more than the contractions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, once Baby Y was born, I had to be honest with myself. I wanted to prove something to myself! I like to think that very little in ordinary life can break me and wanted to put that theory to the test. (Life 0, MaybeMBA 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Story Number Two:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical conversation with stay-at-home moms (particularly the wives of classmates ... no offense to the lovely partners I have met).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: I don't know how you do it!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, I have lots of help. It's not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;Her: I could never do that!&lt;br /&gt;Me: ... [well, you could ...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Story Number Three:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While searching online for a completely unrelated subject, I came across a BabyCenter forum thread venting about the smug superiority of women who birth "naturally". As if luck were just the differentiating factor ...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Point:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't forget to distinguish between can and want.&lt;/span&gt; While I firmly believe that &lt;a href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-where-are-all-women.html"&gt;it is highly improbably that women will ever be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fully&lt;/span&gt; represented in all portions of public life&lt;/a&gt;, this does not mean that you, dear blog reader, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cannot &lt;/span&gt;achieve extraordinary things on the professional and personal front. Women will not be fully represented in public life because they do not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want &lt;/span&gt;to. (My earlier post was to explain why this was quite reasonable.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bertand found (no, I'm not quite done with this study yet!) that the labor supply of women with higher earning spouses was more flexible in response to the birth of children than that of women with lower earning spouses.  Intriguing ...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You can "have it all" but you might not want to.&lt;br /&gt;It's a choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human beings are designed to prefer the path of least resistance. Almost every woman (there are genuine exceptions to the rule but they are a true minority) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can &lt;/span&gt;give birth naturally, but most (in this country, at least) do not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want &lt;/span&gt;to.** Same thing can be said of parental labor force participation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Her initial interpretation was that &lt;a href="http://www.chicagobooth.edu/news/2009-03-05_bertrand-gls.aspx"&gt;this indicated lack of discrimination&lt;/a&gt; as it seemed inconceivable that employers would be discriminating more against women based on spousal earnings. However, many of us were pleased to hear her acknowledge in a Becker lunch, that this could reflect the fact that women with higher earning spouses had more choice in response to discriminatory attitudes/practices and could more easily drop out of the labor force to get away from it.&lt;br /&gt;**It's my understanding that epidurals are used quite rarely in most parts of the world, including countries which suffer no lack of babies being born ... and mothers surviving the experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808415-4112360587255009753?l=tombaornot.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~4/ix3oEk1V07c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/4112360587255009753/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808415&amp;postID=4112360587255009753&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/4112360587255009753?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/4112360587255009753?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~3/ix3oEk1V07c/female-machismo.html" title="Female Machismo" /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12154315947837526904" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/07/female-machismo.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QFRH4yeCp7ImA9WxJUE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415.post-841898799084587103</id><published>2009-07-11T11:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T11:21:55.090-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-11T11:21:55.090-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby" /><title>Just to be clear</title><content type="html">I was reflecting on my &lt;a href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-where-are-all-women.html"&gt;last post&lt;/a&gt; and wanted to reiterate that my thoughts about women's opportunities in working life are from the perspective of attaining parity in the most prestigious, highest paid professions/positions. High levels of female workforce participation have already been reached and are here to stay, in the U.S. at least. But it is a well known fact (too lazy to cite, look it up yourself ;) that women make less money in less secure and prestigious positions. (Also, perhaps largely less challenging and interesting one might say.) In other words, they work for less money and recognition. That's fine for many but this conversation is for those who want more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to clarify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have about 3-4 more posts on this subject coming up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808415-841898799084587103?l=tombaornot.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~4/cM4i_PcyDq4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/841898799084587103/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808415&amp;postID=841898799084587103&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/841898799084587103?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/841898799084587103?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~3/cM4i_PcyDq4/just-to-be-clear.html" title="Just to be clear" /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12154315947837526904" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-to-be-clear.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0AEQ30_eyp7ImA9WxJUEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415.post-4137346003618538102</id><published>2009-07-10T23:32:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:21:42.343-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-11T00:21:42.343-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby" /><title>So where are all the women??</title><content type="html">When I was a much younger woman (oh, 3 years ago), I would look around at my coworkers and think, "where the hell are all the women?" From the moment I decided (belatedly) to major in Economics in college, suddenly I was virtually the only woman in the room. It was perplexing. What were they doing??? (Although I did enjoy breezing by a long line of men outside the bathroom into the always vacant ladies room at conferences.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Bertrand's study points out there are two types of working people in the world. There are men (with and without children) + women without children. And there are women with children. This began to dawn on me once I had my own baby but until I read her study it was hard not to feel (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;particularly&lt;/span&gt; given people's reactions to this idea) that perhaps I was just biased by my recent descent into motherhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-baby I thought it was just a matter of finding good childcare and presto, I'd be back to my old self again. What I didn't realize was that many of the challenges/changes would not just be mental and logistical, but would be physical. (In other words, much harder to transcend.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you have the healthiest of pregnancies, odds are you will feel like retching or crawling under a desk to nap for much of 9 months. You will spend countless hours in waiting rooms at the mercy of your ob/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gyn&lt;/span&gt;/midwife. You will doze through the requisite birthing class to which you frantically race to after work each Tuesday for a couple of months. If you do not have the healthiest of pregnancies ... well, let's just say making your quarterly numbers isn't going to be top of your priorities. (And that's assuming you get pregnant easily and don't have to go through the hell of fertility treatment.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there is birth. Let's just say you won't be racing around the office 24 hours post-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;partum&lt;/span&gt;. (And those myths about Super Biz Woman rocking her 40 hour newborn to sleep under her desk while she catches up on emails ... people, after you push a honeydew sized human being from your nether regions, you're going to need a long nap!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;breastfeeding&lt;/span&gt; which may leave you unable to leave the house for a couple of months. But more on that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there is the moment when it dawns on the babe that you're walking out the door. And they don't like it one bit. And they've got the lungs to show it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point being, I now know that getting "back to work" isn't just about attitude and egalitarian marriage or a good nanny.  And much as I hate to play pessimist here - having a baby changes women's physical reality in a way that makes in impossible to resume life as normal for a long time, if ever. By my calculation, at the very least each baby wipes out a good year in a woman's working life, if not several years, no matter how involved her partner is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When it comes to just a good, solid working life, working motherhood is completely doable. But if your goal is to be truly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;extraordinary&lt;/span&gt;, then it's going to be a rough road.&lt;/span&gt; Excellence requires &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;extraordinary&lt;/span&gt; time and selfishness, neither of which accrue in abundance to women who birth humans. Not to mention, getting "to the top" at the expense of this gorgeous little person you created becomes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;increasingly&lt;/span&gt; unappealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while some radical changes in working life might help mitigate some of these inevitable challenges (and I have some ideas on that front too), as long as women bear, birth and breastfeed babies we are never going to see parity at the top. Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not just a matter of time. It's not just about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;discrimination&lt;/span&gt; or bad husbands or lack of female role models or fear of math (ha ;). It's just a hard a load to bear for a human being. And the human beings bearing the load happen to be women.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808415-4137346003618538102?l=tombaornot.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~4/jm6soTt-35s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/4137346003618538102/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808415&amp;postID=4137346003618538102&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/4137346003618538102?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/4137346003618538102?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~3/jm6soTt-35s/so-where-are-all-women.html" title="So where are all the women??" /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12154315947837526904" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-where-are-all-women.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcCSXg7fCp7ImA9WxJUEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415.post-7706477221991160538</id><published>2009-07-08T23:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T00:24:28.604-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-09T00:24:28.604-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Booth" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="unsolicted advice" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="MBA" /><title>What I Would Have Done Differently</title><content type="html">Blogging on here feels so odd now that I am definitely no longer "Maybe"MBA. But it's taking me longer than expected to wrap up my last MBA thoughts. Life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've pondered this post for some time as my answer changes day to day. For some time this spring I felt that I should have applied to more programs, especially some on the west coast. However, now that I find myself gravitating back toward my original career plan, that seems less important. At moments I have felt that I should never applied to an MBA program at all! But those moments are quite rare these days. So, with that, what would I have done differently for an MBA at Booth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Academics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taken only 1 finance and 1 accounting class.&lt;/span&gt; I foolishly ended up with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;concentration&lt;/span&gt; in finance and accounting, for various reasons including course &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;availability&lt;/span&gt;. Given my background, this was not a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;particularly&lt;/span&gt; good way to spend my money. I would have taken Weiss's Taxes course and Pastor's Portfolio Management course and maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rajan's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Int'l&lt;/span&gt; Corp Fin class and skipped all the others (30116, 30117, 30130, 35100, 35200). (Although I would have considered 30117 with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sapra&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Steered clear of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Commercializing&lt;/span&gt; Innovation&lt;/span&gt; and taken PE Finance with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kaplan&lt;/span&gt; or Morse.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taken basic Stats or Regression&lt;/span&gt; instead of Time Series. Back when I was young and foolish and took "challenge everything" seriously I thought it would be silly to repeat what I already knew. I should have just gone for the easy A.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Econ requirement.&lt;/span&gt; For those of you with good Econ backgrounds there really is no good solution to the Micro requirement. I went with 33501 as a substitute which was definitely an easy A but left me feeling a little hollow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Negotiatio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ns&lt;/span&gt; and maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Eply's&lt;/span&gt; Managerial class (forgot official name and too lazy to look it up, one of those 38001 courses or something) and more "soft" courses.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taken &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Competitive Strategy&lt;/span&gt; with Bertrand.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Career:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job-wise, at one point I thought I perhaps should have skipped the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;IM&lt;/span&gt; internship altogether but I'm currently very glad that I didn't. (See, too fickle am I.) And it has crossed my mind that I wish I had just recruited for a corporate finance job last fall but I think I would be quite depressed at this point had I made that compromise. I do wish that I had been a little more mentally and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;intellectually&lt;/span&gt; prepared for recruiting in my first year. With the pregnancy and the career detour while I figured out my life and applied to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;bschool&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-MBA, I was pretty scattered and unprepared for internship recruiting. I am damn lucky I got a position. And then with the second pregnancy etc I wasn't in much better shape for full-time. I do wish I had never bothered to pitch a stock just for the sake of having one to pitch and that I had not been pregnant in my second year.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would have been much better for my husband if he had stayed in Seattle and I had relocated with Baby Y but that would have been hell on all of us, so I'm not sure whether I would have done that differently. I would not have changed being pretty selective about my socializing and putting my family first but I do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;occasionally&lt;/span&gt; wish I had had more freedom on that front while I was here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for what it's worth, that's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Only because I didn't have a job offer, otherwise, it would have been perfect. In fact I really wish I had applied to bschool a couple years earlier than I did and had my first baby in my 2nd year with a job offer in hand. Not that you can really plan these things, of course!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808415-7706477221991160538?l=tombaornot.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~4/aJdIyAcdhCs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/7706477221991160538/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808415&amp;postID=7706477221991160538&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/7706477221991160538?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/7706477221991160538?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~3/aJdIyAcdhCs/what-i-would-have-done-differently.html" title="What I Would Have Done Differently" /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12154315947837526904" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-i-would-have-done-differently.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08BQnk4eCp7ImA9WxJVFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415.post-8278751965162848805</id><published>2009-07-02T22:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T23:37:33.730-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-02T23:37:33.730-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="MBA" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby" /><title>Motherhood: The bane of thoughtful women?</title><content type="html">In college, I never expected to get married, let alone have children.* As it happened, I got married about a year after graduating and, on my 27th birthday, became bent on having children ... IMMEDIATELY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not what one would call a "kid person". That is, I harbor no special love for human beings based on their having lived a relatively short time on earth. I prefer people with an opinion on the trade deficit, an appreciation of artisan breads and the ability to sit quietly through the full duration of the most recent Coen brother movie. If you meet this criteria and are under 12. Fine. I have never once babysat and had never held an infant until Baby Y was placed in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-baby I was put off by the way in which female parenthood seemed to obscure all else from a woman's identity to those around her and perhaps even to herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thought (realized post-baby) is that it is partly due to the way that biological parenthood engulfs women. From the moment of conception, willingly or not, I was at my body's mercy. Pregnancy, birth, post-partum - nothing in my life has been so mammalian. So physical. So utterly devoid of intellect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thought is that it is partly due to the insipid, cutsification that women cast upon the mother role. The endless pink (in moderation, a perfectly fine color) and other mild shades. The obsession with little beyond the minutia of familial life. The insistence that life as you knew it will cease to exist once children make their appearance. I was determined to avoid such a fate. (And think I have.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I penned posts for this blog and talked to other women about my experience, I swung between two ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first being that this whole thing, babies + life-as-usual, was eminently doable. Piece. Of. Cake. Nevermind that I spent my first year on the verge of a nervous breakdown and year two chronically depressed. I was determined to tear on as though life had not changed a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second being that I had just erected a permanent hurdle to professional success. Competing as a childless woman was hard enough, throw in life encompassing experience of baby making = doom. Never mind that I did just fine in most of my classes and got a great internship. (Though I am currently unemployed ... hmmm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point being, I am very sympathetic to childless women who are not very inspired by the realities of the child making route. It's not easy. It does change you. For me, old age without grandchildren (Baby Y and X, are you listening??) was not palatable. But if it were,and I thought it might be for a long time, it would have been much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly yours,&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Though, paradoxically, I expected that if I did have children that I would be a stay at home parent until they went to kindergarten. Ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808415-8278751965162848805?l=tombaornot.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~4/2U9M15s1kPw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/8278751965162848805/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808415&amp;postID=8278751965162848805&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/8278751965162848805?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/8278751965162848805?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~3/2U9M15s1kPw/motherhood-bane-of-thoughtful-women.html" title="Motherhood: The bane of thoughtful women?" /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12154315947837526904" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/07/motherhood-bane-of-thoughtful-women.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMDQnc6eip7ImA9WxJVFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415.post-1315596385639652602</id><published>2009-06-30T23:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:27:53.912-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-30T23:27:53.912-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="books" /><title>Kill your laptop</title><content type="html">After guests and going out of town and Baby Y being very ill, I realize I've hardly turned on my computer over the past week. It's fantastic. I've been reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, one of the the things I've been reading (finally) is Lowenstein's book on Buffett who was certainly not tethered to a computer ... Excel ... Bloomberg ... Facebook. On that note ... good night! (And turn off your computer already :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808415-1315596385639652602?l=tombaornot.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~4/FlrdHFnE9A4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/1315596385639652602/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808415&amp;postID=1315596385639652602&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/1315596385639652602?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/1315596385639652602?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~3/FlrdHFnE9A4/kill-your-laptop.html" title="Kill your laptop" /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12154315947837526904" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/06/kill-your-laptop.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYFSH86eyp7ImA9WxJWGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415.post-3453910496146726579</id><published>2009-06-24T09:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T10:08:39.113-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-24T10:08:39.113-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Booth" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="MBA" /><title>So. Is it worth it?</title><content type="html">Unfortunately for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;empirically&lt;/span&gt; minded there is no satisfactory answer to this. There is no parallel me running around without an MBA to make a comparison against.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the twelve months of gloom lifted and finals came and went and I enjoyed graduation, I was increasingly inclined to say that it was unequivocally worthwhile. However, I was also past the point of return. There was no point in regretting anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friends I've made at Booth are phenomenal. I feel glad I have Chicago Booth at the top of my resume during this terrible job hunt. It's relieving to have alumni to reach out to and career services to hold my hand when needed. I did have some fantastic professors. And I even learned something in my worst classes. And most of the learning in MBA land really happens outside of the classroom I now believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the worth of something cannot be judged properly without considering the price paid. And this will vary dramatically across applicants - both the tangible price such as tuition and the intangibles such as living away from family. As you listen to graduates hold forth on the value of their MBA, keep this in mind.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We all pay different prices and obtain different rewards.Having now finished, I see how naive it was to assume that someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; MBA story would be my own.&lt;/span&gt; (And the irony is that anyone who is going to get into a top MBA program is probably going to do pretty well on their own. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in all honesty, I think it would be quite short sighted of me to say that I regretted it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808415-3453910496146726579?l=tombaornot.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~4/VB-Ev2MGxpI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/3453910496146726579/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808415&amp;postID=3453910496146726579&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/3453910496146726579?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/3453910496146726579?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~3/VB-Ev2MGxpI/so-is-it-worth-it.html" title="So. Is it worth it?" /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12154315947837526904" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-is-it-worth-it.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cBQXw7eCp7ImA9WxJWF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415.post-6348141979387390771</id><published>2009-06-22T21:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:44:10.200-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-22T21:44:10.200-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food y film" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Booth" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="unsolicted advice" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="MBA" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="GSB" /><title>Full-time vs. Part-time MBA</title><content type="html">Here's an easy MBA post in response to a question I got from a reader last week, written mainly from the Booth perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had lived in or near to a city with a top program I probably would have done a part-time program. I also considered executive programs. But it definitely is a very different experience from a full-time program and I have to say I am glad that I went full-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Booth, there is no academic difference between the part-time and full-time programs. It's the exact same faculty and you can take class at either campus (with some restrictions). Both programs also have a considerable amount of flexibility in how quickly or slowly they complete their studies. Both programs participate in the same graduation ceremony and get to participate in on campus recruiting. (Ask career services for the fine print on part-time participation though.) (I think they have a different admissions team?? Anyone know this for sure?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big difference comes in the way of the student experience. There is definitely a different feel in the Gleacher classes. Virtually all part-time students are working jobs which gives them much less time to devote to study groups and social events. (The guy who hired me for my internship came out of the part-time program and called us full-timers a bunch of slackers ... and he's right :) They are real adults with, you know, jobs and families. The part-time program has a separate set of student groups. (Some cross-registration is allowed but mostly the two programs stick to themselves on this one.) And to the extent that networking and social stuff is a huge piece of the MBA value - then it seems like they miss out. One only has so many hours in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In sum, if you want the full student experience and aren't up for the work/school/life grind, I would do the full-time program. If your employer will foot the bill for a part-time program only/you can't bear to part with your paycheck/you are worried you might graduate unemployed in the worst recession in recent history/you just want the degree and some classes, then I would do the part-time program. But, at least at Booth, the line between the programs is a bit blurry, so keep that in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my two cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot damn, it's hot around these parts. Chicago was not meant to be lived in sans A/C. By the way, just discovered &lt;a href="http://hydeparkprogress.blogspot.com/2009/02/hyde-parks-bagel-breakthrough.html"&gt;the best bagels ever&lt;/a&gt; ... in Hyde Park! Wish I could take them with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808415-6348141979387390771?l=tombaornot.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~4/LiewdQce8mU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/6348141979387390771/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808415&amp;postID=6348141979387390771&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/6348141979387390771?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/6348141979387390771?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~3/LiewdQce8mU/full-time-vs-part-time-mba.html" title="Full-time vs. Part-time MBA" /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12154315947837526904" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/06/full-time-vs-part-time-mba.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4NQ3k7fyp7ImA9WxJWF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415.post-4520668301985004462</id><published>2009-06-22T00:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:43:12.707-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-22T21:43:12.707-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food y film" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="MBA" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="career" /><title>Life these days</title><content type="html">Was about to pen one of my uber serious posts but don't have the brain power (lucky for you). Really, I should definitely be sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now a "single mom" (when my mom isn't here, that is). The good news is that Y has a job (with a real pay check and a not crazy boss). The bad news is that he doesn't live in Chicago any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's Day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very much looking for a job. But also trying to enjoy the kids and summer. And the last month of Hyde Park. But really, it has become really impossible to imagine that I will ever be employed again. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Y's bday is upcoming and I just made a &lt;a href="http://smittenkitchen.com/2007/07/you-are-owed-chocolate-cake/"&gt;gorgeous double chocolate layer cake&lt;/a&gt; that I am planning on bedecking with June strawberries tomorrow morning. That and some &lt;a href="http://eggsonsunday.wordpress.com/2008/05/14/mushroom-cheddar-chive-crustless-quiche/"&gt;delicious crustless quiches&lt;/a&gt;, one with and one without mushrooms, fresh fruit salad and bagels etcetera will be make for a lovely Monday. Can you believe he's almost two years old?? He's as old as my MBA ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby X is the most amazing sleeper ever but I think we deserve a good sleeper after what we went through with the first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Summer Solstice!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808415-4520668301985004462?l=tombaornot.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~4/otd7rCNQ3ck" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/4520668301985004462/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808415&amp;postID=4520668301985004462&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/4520668301985004462?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/4520668301985004462?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~3/otd7rCNQ3ck/life-these-days.html" title="Life these days" /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12154315947837526904" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-these-days.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cBQXw7eCp7ImA9WxJWF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415.post-6732931126103831758</id><published>2009-06-17T23:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:44:10.200-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-22T21:44:10.200-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Booth" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="MBA" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="GSB" /><title>Yeah. It was worth it.</title><content type="html">More on that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And no, I don't have a job yet.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808415-6732931126103831758?l=tombaornot.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~4/O6lzrsbXU2I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/6732931126103831758/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808415&amp;postID=6732931126103831758&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/6732931126103831758?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/6732931126103831758?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~3/O6lzrsbXU2I/yeah-it-was-worth-it.html" title="Yeah. It was worth it." /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12154315947837526904" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/06/yeah-it-was-worth-it.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cBQXw7eSp7ImA9WxJWF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415.post-4703108101111340888</id><published>2009-06-16T17:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:44:10.201-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-22T21:44:10.201-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Booth" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="MBA" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="GSB" /><title>Congratulations Class of 2009</title><content type="html">Graduation was on Sunday. I'm very glad my mom asked me to walk - I had a great time and it was a nice way to end things. I will really really miss a number of amazing people I had the good fortune to spend the last 2 years with. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808415-4703108101111340888?l=tombaornot.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~4/9MiE70Am_Fg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/4703108101111340888/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808415&amp;postID=4703108101111340888&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/4703108101111340888?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/4703108101111340888?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~3/9MiE70Am_Fg/congratulations-class-of-2009.html" title="Congratulations Class of 2009" /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12154315947837526904" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/06/congratulations-class-of-2009.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYCRn09fCp7ImA9WxJXGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415.post-3480949119321073511</id><published>2009-06-12T10:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T12:02:47.364-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-12T12:02:47.364-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="MBA" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby" /><title>Women are people too</title><content type="html">Obviously. But maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of myself as a human being who happens to be a woman. One would think that this is rather obvious but our every day language suggests otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If women (especially women with children) are just people then why do we not have &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla%3Aen-US%3Aofficial&amp;amp;q=mommy+blogger&amp;amp;aq=f&amp;amp;oq=&amp;amp;aqi=g10"&gt;daddy bloggers&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla%3Aen-US%3Aofficial&amp;amp;q=mompreneur&amp;amp;aq=f&amp;amp;oq=&amp;amp;aqi=g10"&gt;dadpreneurs&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla%3Aen-US%3Aofficial&amp;amp;q=mommy+mba&amp;amp;aq=o&amp;amp;oq=&amp;amp;aqi=g10"&gt;daddy MBAs&lt;/a&gt;? Why is there no &lt;a href="http://money.cnn.com/magazines/fortune/mostpowerfulwomen/2008/"&gt;50 Most Powerful Men in Business&lt;/a&gt; or the &lt;a href="http://www.lpga.com/default_new.aspx"&gt;Gentlemen's Professional Golf Association&lt;/a&gt; or "&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?q=women%27s+issues&amp;amp;ie=utf-8&amp;amp;oe=utf-8&amp;amp;aq=t&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;client=firefox-a"&gt;men's issues&lt;/a&gt;"?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok - so these are rhetorical question - I understand why but the fact that we are so used to this language pattern is very meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two reactions to this state of affairs. The first (and more common among my childless peers) reaction is to avoid any special labels or preferential treatment by gender. This would include eschewing women's organizations, decrying gender based merit scholarships, and doing everything to reiterate the idea that men and women have few meaningful differences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am highly sympathetic to this approach but there are two problems. First, is that it verges on reinforcing the idea that male = normal and non-male = aberration. This would be the panelist at a women's conference who exclaimed "Men don't sit around discussing 'work-life balance'!" (Who cares! I'm discussing it! And btw men like to have lives outside of work too. But again, who cares what "men" are allegedly not discussing???) This woman then went on to encourage us to read &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Nice-Girls-Dont-Corner-Office/dp/0446531324"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nice Girls Don't Get the Corner Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (or was it &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Play-Like-Man-Win-Woman/dp/076790463X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1244823550&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Play Like a Woman, Win Like a Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ... or similar obnoxious title?) Perhaps these books have a more interesting and nuanced message inside but I can not get past the loaded titles. This would also be the fellow female student who in a round table discussion on the meaning of CWiB (our student women's group here at Booth) declared somewhat randomly "I'm not on the mommy track!" (Am I on the "mommy track". What the hell is the "mommy track" anyway?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is a second more important problem with this approach: sans babies gender is a completely useless distinction.** &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But when it comes to babies gender is makes a huge difference and trying to pretend that you are just like everyone else as a woman with children is a great way to drive yourself to despair. &lt;/span&gt;(As I have slowly realized.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I attended a talk by a very well-known woman (former executive at now collapsing enormo-bank) who responded to a question about family/career issues by first saying "Men cover your ears" and then went on to imply that men would not be interested in this side conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these are not "women's issues". These are "human issues". Motherhood is a fundamental &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;human experience&lt;/span&gt;. I think you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can &lt;/span&gt;simultaneously stand up for the idea that men and women are mostly similar but also incredibly different without undermining social progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was all a preface to say that I'm finally going to post a series of thoughts on gender and babies over the next week or so that have been rattling around in my head for 2+ years. But don't for a moment think that they are a side conversation! If you are a women, have known a woman (or have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never &lt;/span&gt;known a woman ;) They are for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*A search for "daddy blogger" returns about 4 million hits compared to 20.6 million for "mommy blogger", similar story for the other terms.&lt;br /&gt;**I take the somewhat radical position that there is just as much intra-gender as there is inter-gender variation therefore one cannot make meaningful predictions about intelligence, behavior and career prospects based on gender alone. Do men and women have real biological differences that impact behavior? Yes. But in a civilized society where intelligence is more critical than brute force for professional success, I'm not convinced that it matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808415-3480949119321073511?l=tombaornot.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~4/mW7hzNuJIOo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/3480949119321073511/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808415&amp;postID=3480949119321073511&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/3480949119321073511?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/3480949119321073511?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~3/mW7hzNuJIOo/women-are-people-too.html" title="Women are people too" /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12154315947837526904" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/06/women-are-people-too.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cBQXw7eSp7ImA9WxJWF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415.post-3055795814133286730</id><published>2009-06-10T15:50:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:44:10.201-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-22T21:44:10.201-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="academics" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Booth" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="GSB" /><title>Two Year Academic Wrap Up</title><content type="html">For better or worse, here is how I used the flexible curriculum for two years. (FYI - I remember all of my courses by the course number not the name so am not using the official name for all of them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1st Year - Fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30116 Footnote Accounting w/Skinner*&lt;br /&gt;35200 Corporate Finance w/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Seru&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;33501 International Commercial Policy w/Levchenko**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1st Year - Winter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37000 Marketing Strategy w/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30118 M&amp;amp;A Accounting w/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33032 Managing the Workplace w/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1st Year - Spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34106 Commercializing Innovation w/Meadow&lt;br /&gt;35120 Portfolio Management w/Pastor*** (requires &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Matlab&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;42001 Competitive Strategy w/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Knez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41202 Time Series w/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Tsay&lt;/span&gt; (requires R)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(not a schedule I would recommend to anyone let alone with someone with a 9 month old who just finished a grueling 6 month recruiting season)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; Year - Fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35100 Financial Instruments w/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Nosal&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;30117 Taxes w/Weiss&lt;br /&gt;30130 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;FSA&lt;/span&gt; w/Smith*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; Year - Winter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38114 Business Ethics w/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Fogel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35210 International Corporate Finance w/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Rajan&lt;/span&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;38002 Managerial Decision Making w/Wu&lt;br /&gt;42115 Building Innovation Strategy and Capability w/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Tennant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40000 Operations w/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Debo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; Year - Spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40110 Managing Service Operations w/Eisenstein&lt;br /&gt;34102 New Venture Strategy w/the one and only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Schrager&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*much will be review for someone with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;CFA&lt;/span&gt; designation or prior accounting/finance experience but can be worth taking especially if you get a good professor but if you want skip to concentrate on other areas, you'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;**review for anyone with solid undergraduate Econ background that includes international trade coursework&lt;br /&gt;***Pastor and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Rajan&lt;/span&gt; are brilliant - course worth it just for the value that they add but much of the technical stuff is not new news if you have a finance background. I don't regret taking these courses though and it still was plenty of work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808415-3055795814133286730?l=tombaornot.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~4/mRgMYi0LO2E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/3055795814133286730/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808415&amp;postID=3055795814133286730&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/3055795814133286730?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/3055795814133286730?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~3/mRgMYi0LO2E/two-year-academic-wrap-up.html" title="Two Year Academic Wrap Up" /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12154315947837526904" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/06/two-year-academic-wrap-up.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIESHY5fyp7ImA9WxJXFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415.post-7120617100422057660</id><published>2009-06-09T21:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T21:21:49.827-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-09T21:21:49.827-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="IM" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="career" /><title>Re Discovering My Self</title><content type="html">(major post backlog is losing to major life to do list backlog. finals week. graduation this sunday which i am attending solely for my mom's benefit. opting for less ponderous post in the interest of expediency)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing about the past 12 months I've realized is not knowing what it is that I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first half of my internship last summer I was thrilled. Except for the less than ideal (but acceptable) geographic location, the position and firm were perfect and the perfect capstone to many, many years of preparation. Then, as things began to get more tense and strange on the desk (I'll not belabor the details), I was shocked to discover one summer evening that I was pregnant. (I thought all the free food was just making me fat!) When I returned to work the next day the firm had just instituted the first layoffs in its history. My little team of 4 was now a team of 2. I knew I would not be coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've begun to wonder if my abrupt turn against IM was a way to protect myself from the reality of job hunting as a pregnant woman in a collapsing market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I return to some semblance of my pre-maternal self, I realize my metamorphosis is not only physical but also mental. It's nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808415-7120617100422057660?l=tombaornot.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~4/1NK7wAjJ_rg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/7120617100422057660/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808415&amp;postID=7120617100422057660&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/7120617100422057660?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/7120617100422057660?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~3/1NK7wAjJ_rg/re-discovering-my-self.html" title="Re Discovering My Self" /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12154315947837526904" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/06/re-discovering-my-self.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUAHRHc-eyp7ImA9WxJXEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415.post-4085601588375820389</id><published>2009-06-04T17:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T18:22:15.953-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-04T18:22:15.953-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musing" /><title>Happy Thursday!</title><content type="html">&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thursday is my favorite day. Almost almost the weekend.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The sun has finally arrived in Chicago.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tomorrow is the last class of my MBA career&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baby X is starting to notice the world&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baby Y is obsessed with the alphabet ... that's what Sesame Street will do you apparently :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wall Street&lt;/span&gt; as a homework assignment ...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Have a wonderful weekend, everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808415-4085601588375820389?l=tombaornot.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~4/63MG9iRIO4A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/4085601588375820389/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808415&amp;postID=4085601588375820389&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/4085601588375820389?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/4085601588375820389?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~3/63MG9iRIO4A/happy-thursday.html" title="Happy Thursday!" /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12154315947837526904" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-thursday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIBR3w_cCp7ImA9WxJXEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415.post-1962370052330686753</id><published>2009-06-03T11:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T13:25:56.248-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-03T13:25:56.248-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="MBA" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="career" /><title>Dealing with MBA Entitlement</title><content type="html">I was catching up a few weeks ago with the alumnus who hired me last summer. (He is still at the fund but confirms that it's still brutal in IM land.) Towards the end of the conversation we discussed the fact that a sense of MBA entitlement was counterproductive these days and yet it is awfully hard to escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last autumn I wasn't ready to compromise as I saw many of my classmates doing. I wanted to keep my options open. Now, I hugely regret that stubbornness. I wish I had just taken any old corporate job and been done with it. I've been job hunting more or less for 3 years. I have no more enthusiasm for this game and no more faith in an ultimate payoff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's final dawned on me that the reason I was &lt;a href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/03/go-west-young-woman-seattle-fine.html"&gt;so resistant to returning to Seattle&lt;/a&gt; is that it felt like the ultimate admission that I had just made full circle without anything (yet?) to show for it. After all, one of my primary reasons to get an MBA was to get out of Seattle. W/o the MBA my husband and I would both be gainfully employed homeowners, enjoying our children, getting exercise, taking the occasional vacation. W/ MBA we are roughly half a million poorer (tuition, childcare and foregone earnings for both of us), hoping we can get something roughly as good as what we had before, unsure of what we can afford in rent and too busy getting our lives together behind our laptops to pay attention to our children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully with time the value will become apparent but the point is to say that MBA entitlement arises not just because the folks who get the MBA are just &lt;a href="http://blogs.wsj.com/deals/2009/06/02/pete-peterson-decries-old-spoiled-and-ungrateful-lehman-colleagues/"&gt;schmucks &lt;/a&gt;(though you can't rule that out entirely ;) but when you pay such a price you really want something big in return. And while the advice to &lt;a href="http://blogs.wsj.com/deals/2009/06/02/mean-street-advice-to-new-mbas-hang-in-there-baby/"&gt;humble oneself and get to work&lt;/a&gt; resonates with me, (after all that's what I was doing pre MBA), having spent so much money and time already and having two little ones that I'd like to spend some time with, makes this an increasingly bitter pill to swallow. If the qualities that will make me successful post MBA are just those that I possessed pre MBA - what was I paying for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went into this degree with &lt;a href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2006/07/pros-and-cons.html"&gt;eyes wide open to the financial risks&lt;/a&gt; that it entailed and the potential ramifications to my family. (And the &lt;a href="http://www.businessweek.com/bschools/content/nov2004/bs2004112_6066.htm"&gt;'01-'02 MBA job market&lt;/a&gt; was still a fresh reminder.) I thought it would be worth it as my ticket to hedge fund land. And it may never be. Which is frankly the best lesson of all. I did not sufficiently hedge my risks* and I let greed blind &lt;a href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2008/10/on-optimism-or-embracing-your-inner.html"&gt;my inner Eeyore&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In investing and in entrepreneurship losses are to be expected, so hopefully I'm more prepared for that reality than before. And I do believe that things are more likely than not to get better for me from here. But even more than before, I concur that &lt;a href="http://www.ft.com/cms/s/0/8c222362-35b1-11de-a997-00144feabdc0.html"&gt;for a happier life, shake off your misplaced optimism&lt;/a&gt;. (Passed on by the alumnus just before our chat.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Such hedges would have been applying to a broader range of programs and choosing the lowest cost provider. Applying to programs earlier before children. Doing a part-time program. Taking my employer up on sponsoring me for an executive or part-time program. Compromising on employers for the sake of security/stability. Etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808415-1962370052330686753?l=tombaornot.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~4/SGNOtkyUzTE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/1962370052330686753/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808415&amp;postID=1962370052330686753&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/1962370052330686753?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/1962370052330686753?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~3/SGNOtkyUzTE/dealing-with-mba-entitlement.html" title="Dealing with MBA Entitlement" /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12154315947837526904" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/06/dealing-with-mba-entitlement.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cBQXw7eSp7ImA9WxJWF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415.post-7777642726625436671</id><published>2009-06-01T07:13:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:44:10.201-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-22T21:44:10.201-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Booth" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="MBA" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="GSB" /><title>Regrets, Reflections and Responsible Blogging</title><content type="html">I started this blog in 2006 essentially as a letter to myself. It was to be the blog I wished existed then. But as my fortunes became tied to the Booth brand, this became more complicated. What I have tried to resolve for myself over the past month or so is to what extent I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want &lt;/span&gt;to speak freely about this experience and to what extent I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt;. What do I owe myself? What do I owe the school? And what do I owe to the younger me's out there? And what is worth saying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize now that it is difficult for prospective students to get a frank view of the MBA experience because it is so difficult for insiders to speak frankly. When I was speaking officially for admissions I was completely sincere but very guarded in my comments. I never mentioned the hard parts and over the two years I began to feel guilty for portraying this experience in such a one-sided manner. Students who are not sufficiently warned about the hard parts are likely to be far more disappointed. So, for better or worse, this blog was a space for me to come clean. (And while it is true that my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;less flattering&lt;/span&gt; comments are my opinion, not fact, this is just as true of my or anyone's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flattering &lt;/span&gt;opinions as well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if competing schools don't have frank bloggers airing complaints, it's not particularly balanced. And it can be hard to discern as a blogger when to convey a strong opinion and when to let the moment pass - what is worth sharing and what should be ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One reason I chose Booth was that I found the students to be very genuine. At some schools I felt like they were reading off a script. I think the views about business school in general and Booth in particular, within the Booth community are more nuanced, unexpected and diverse than an outsider might expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I somewhat regret starting this blog in the first place and I regret blogging specifically about Booth. Far more interesting is the discussion of the value and place of a business education, gender and babies in an MBA world, the moral complexities of the pursuit of money, etc. If you think this is interesting too, stay tuned ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808415-7777642726625436671?l=tombaornot.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~4/ejllWhtUfhU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/7777642726625436671/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808415&amp;postID=7777642726625436671&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/7777642726625436671?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/7777642726625436671?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~3/ejllWhtUfhU/regrets-reflections-and-responsible.html" title="Regrets, Reflections and Responsible Blogging" /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12154315947837526904" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/06/regrets-reflections-and-responsible.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4CRnwzeyp7ImA9WxJQFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415.post-2050958997577214124</id><published>2009-05-27T14:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T15:09:27.283-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-27T15:09:27.283-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="MBA" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="IM" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="career" /><title>On the Job Hunt</title><content type="html">On good days (hours) it feels like an exciting challenge and I'm glad to be going back west. On bad days (hours) I feel utterly despondent and afraid I will feel forced to make huge compromises. The biggest issue is that I am still not completely sure of what I can/want to do with myself. My skill set is very specific and in this economy there seems to be less desire to just take "smart MBAs" and assume that they'll figure it out. Recruiting in the off cycle requires a lot of leg work and applicable experience. To be successful these days, one needs to be in top shape ... and ... I'm not. And I didn't structure my MBA with the intention of career switching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The WSJ has had some &lt;a href="http://online.wsj.com/article/SB124025671901136153.html"&gt;articles &lt;/a&gt;about MBAs finding themselves returning reluctantly to their pre-MBA industries. Unfortunately that's not even an option if that industry no longer exists as you knew it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, I find myself still sort of mourning the fate of my old career path. And regretting that my capacity to bootstrap something has been diverted by a recent, hefty investment in human capital. And worrying than an inability to hold one's tongue does not bode well for career sans trading floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Could be worse. Much worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808415-2050958997577214124?l=tombaornot.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~4/_l3XDPY9HvU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/2050958997577214124/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808415&amp;postID=2050958997577214124&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/2050958997577214124?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/2050958997577214124?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~3/_l3XDPY9HvU/on-job-hunt.html" title="On the Job Hunt" /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12154315947837526904" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-job-hunt.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIAR3w6fSp7ImA9WxJQEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415.post-8066340083041451046</id><published>2009-05-24T15:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T15:39:06.215-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-24T15:39:06.215-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musing" /><title>Life Update</title><content type="html">&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baby girl arrived beautifully - it really does get easier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sadly I am back in the job market. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Managing classes but my mind is very much on other things - hard to focus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cloth diapers are apparently much easier to use than one might expect. Yay! (eco-guilt begone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One jog + one yoga class + one ballet class = I am so out-of-shape! (have to fix that immediately)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate waiting in doctor's offices! (2 kids = too many appointments)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can think of 204 things I'd rather do than pack and move but so looking forward to being back on the west coast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808415-8066340083041451046?l=tombaornot.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~4/kEgfVs7iYKE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/8066340083041451046/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808415&amp;postID=8066340083041451046&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/8066340083041451046?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/8066340083041451046?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~3/kEgfVs7iYKE/life-update.html" title="Life Update" /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12154315947837526904" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-update.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE4HQ3Y6fCp7ImA9WxJQEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808415.post-703489435487294320</id><published>2009-05-22T20:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T20:42:12.814-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-22T20:42:12.814-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musing" /><title>Why Blog?</title><content type="html">Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I bid farewell I then felt obliged to stop blogging. Why all the drama otherwise? And then, the newborn experience and discussions with friends, classmates, administrators and strangers about my blog, made me want to get back online. And then I realized I really liked not blogging. Enough with the sharing already! Too stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about other bloggers but I have often wondered why I kept it up over the years. It seemed so cliched and self-absorbed and silly. And when it dawned on me that people were actually reading this blog (ostensibly the point, no?) I was alarmed. (Though perhaps not sufficiently alarmed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time I was an insatiable reader. (I read actual books!) And for some time I thought that I might try to make a profession as a writer. So I spent a lot of time pondering the point of writing ... and reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My conclusion was that good writing should make us glad to be human beings. Whether we see something of ourselves in the writer or nothing of ourselves (but gain an appreciation for an entirely different experience), the stories we share make us a little less lonely in the world. Perhaps I tend to err on the side of sharing too much and sharing too frankly (I actually subject this blog to very heavy self-censoring) but I can't imagine an intelligent reader would take me seriously otherwise. And I've realized the stories you've shared with me through your comments, your emails and your conversations is why I blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a month of MBA thoughts ahead of me. And then perhaps I'll take up a new domain for a fresh start sans MBA theme.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808415-703489435487294320?l=tombaornot.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~4/Lt7QgqJ2A8k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/feeds/703489435487294320/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31808415&amp;postID=703489435487294320&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/703489435487294320?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808415/posts/default/703489435487294320?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ToMbaOrNotToMba/~3/Lt7QgqJ2A8k/why-blog.html" title="Why Blog?" /><author><name>MaybeMBA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482861896392336572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="12154315947837526904" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://tombaornot.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-blog.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
