thought about that image every day. I wanted to be just like the commercial. I would picture myself in a cool T-shirt and size-eight yoga pants (I’ve never been a size eight), with a loose pony-tail (I’ve had short hair for the past decade), a laptop, a cooperative baby smiling from the play mat, exciting work and loads of personal and professional validation. Suffice it to say that someone at that marketing agency did their homework—I’m sure I was the targeted demographic
