My day…let’s see. Well, I woke up at about 6:45 feeling like I was sleeping with a boulder. My belly. Hard as a rock. It was kind of like when you decide you want really curly hair and so you sleep in those pink curlers…which seems like a good idea at first…until you can’t find a single way to lay down without them digging into your brain. Exactly like that, except with a baby and on my stomach.
So I got up and made myself some breakfast (getting better at that!) and then chatted with my Mom until work. Work was…well…work. Busy, I ended up leaving around 1:30 because I was just soooo tired and hurty. Not enough bloods again, darn it.
In other news, I had a long talk with my boss yesterday and let her know about our plans for moving out east in December, including the fact that I wouldn’t be back after the baby. She was, of course, amazingly supportive. As were my other bosses and everyone else in the office. They said they are sad to see me go, and glad that I told them NOW and can help in the hiring process. (As opposed to waiting until I had the baby and then sending them a text message or something…do people do that?) They made me feel, on the whole, very appreciated and very respected, which is why I guess it’s so hard to give up the position. Aside from the fact that the money is good, I like the people in my department, and I feel like I am given a lot of freedom to do things my way…it’s just been a good experience in general. Not without its share of frustrations and stresses…but good. Telling them I am leaving was scary because now it’s a sure thing. We’ll start interviewing people to replace me soon, and I’ll train him or her, and then I’ll be gone. I haven’t gone without a job since I was 16. It just feels wrong to me. I think it’s because as much as I know Camper will be here…it’s not quite real yet. When Camper is out and I realise how much work he actually is I’ll probably be grateful that I don’t have to wake up and get myself to work in the morning. Especially as I’ll be feeding him…well…I don’t know how often, to tell you the truth. But I hear they eat at night, too. A lot. My goal is to just take care as much of that as possible so that John can concentrate on SCHOOL first, and then work a bit, too. We can’t both be up all night long. And since I’m the one with the equipment, seems to make sense.
So yes. I am staring down the barrel of full time motherhood. It’s cool- just so different than what I’ve been used to. I’m excited to have the time and opportunity to be home with our baby. There were plenty of scenarios that presented themselves in the last few months where me being home was NOT the best option. Turns out though, that this feels right to us. So I’m going to enjoy every minute of it. Just as soon as I get used to the thought…
Well…right now John is up in Midway at a study group, and I’m not thinking he’s going to make it home by 9…since it’s 9:08. It’s weird not having him here at night – I’m really going to have to get over this some day. I think I just like my husband too much ;) Maybe I’ll go take a bath and then get in bed and read until he gets home. Sounds like a good end to a day to me.
Hi Sweetie, Just one comment on the “havent been without a job” statement….In case no one thought to tell you this is a BIG job, and altho it is not paying on a regular basis, it does pay things that no other job will ever be able to pay. You will have the hard jobs of feeding and changing, which when said quick does not sound bad, but try it time after time, and you will soon get the idea that this is the only real job there is. Your pay will be when your son looks into your eyes and smiles at you, or when you are the one that he tells his sorrow to, trusting that no one else could ever be like his Mom. If you do not believe it, think about who in your life can make things be ok, just by being there! I Love you Auntie P