Thursday, March 22, 2007

Molly Molar


EXCITING NEWS!!!

As I was brushing Brooklyn's teeth last night, I noticed something sparkling and pearly toward the back of her mouth nested in her top gum. What could it be!?! A molar! Holy cow! Kevin and I had NO idea that she was growing one of those yet. She hasn't been sleeping too well at night and is a little extra sensitive about anything entering her mouth - basically main symptoms of teething, right? But, we both thought she was getting another tooth on the bottom to bring her duo to a trio. And, guess what, as I continued brushing, I found another molar, same position just on the other side.

That means, she now has six teeth on top and two on the bottom. Her toothy smile just keeps getting better and better, and I must admit, her new teeth - even though not fully in - are so adorable!

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Gotta love technology, right?

It’s never seizes to amaze me how friendships can remain without actually talking to a person, but instead communicating via text messaging on the cell phone or via emailing on the Internet.

Case in point– I have a friend, someone whom I have known for almost 22 years, whom I have not talked to in like forever. I cannot actually remember the last time I heard this person’s voice, even though I would recognize it immediately if I heard it. Our friendship used to be based on many, many phone calls and many, many face-to-face meetings. However, now, it has been reduced down to only text messaging. I got a text message from my friend on Monday, which I didn’t realize I had until today. Here’s our conversation…

Friend: Hey how are you? Just wondering if you are busy Thursday or Friday
Me: Hey you! I have to work both days. What were you thinking though?
Friend: I am off Sat too if you want to do something
Me: Have plans Saturday. What about Sunday?
Friend: OOOPS….Sorry wrong person
Me: Ummm..OK. So, how have you been? We haven’t talked in forever!
Friend: Good and you
Me: Good… so what have you been up to lately?
Friend: So would Sat work for you?

HUH!?!

Not sure how to take the last part considering the original “hey, what are you doing message” was intended for another set of eyes, so I hesitated when responding. Could I pick up the phone and call my friend? Absolutely. But, I didn’t. Instead, I responded with “Have plans Saturday. Are you busy Sunday?”

What does this mean? Probably that we won’t get together and that our next form of attempting to contact one another will be via text messaging. Does this mean that I don’t value this friendship…absolutely not, because I do. It sounds lame to say it’s easier to communicate this way, but if it wasn’t then wouldn’t one of us have picked up the phone!?!

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

Loving my new status….

Ever since leaving my past job in late October, I’ve been enjoying my new status as PTSAHM…that is Part-Time Stay-At-Home Mom.

At my past job, I worked 5 days a week, 8 hours a day, but then you factor in about two hours of drive time, a one-hour lunch break and I was really away from my baby girl 11 hours per day. I left around 7 in the morning and didn’t return until a little before 6 every night. It was awful. When you add it up, I was away from my daughter 55 hours during the week, when there are only 120 hours in the 5-day work-week, and realistically, 45 hours of it I have to account for sleeping. This left me with 20 hours to spend with her. After doing this for the first 10 1/2 months of her life, I couldn’t take it anymore.

When I went to college, I experimented with management positions as I was the managing editor of my college newspaper my senior year, and worked as an editor my sophomore and junior years as well. I really liked managing people, the budget and the content of the newspaper. It was really a lot of work, with a lot of late nights, but it was so worth it. And, it is why I never scheduled any early morning classes on Tuesdays – I mean getting home after 2 a.m. on Monday morning and then having to watch a taped show with a few friends before going to bed at like 3 a.m. some mornings, getting up at 7:30 a.m. to make it to the 8 a.m. class wasn’t something that thrilled me! In fact, my junior year, I was pretty much a shoe-in to be managing editor, when a former student who decided to transfer back, swooped in and got the job, based on the fact that she was a senior. The reasoning behind the decision was she was a senior and I was a junior. They didn’t want anyone holding that position for more than a year. I was really angry and heartbroken. I was so ready to step up and show what I had to offer in a position like this. But, I had to wait a whole year before it could be my turn to prove what a good managing editor I could be.

I guess it’s all about the power of being in management and getting to know what goes on behind the close-door meetings that excites me. I liked to be over other people and have the opportunity to hire and fire. I know, I sound really power hungry, but that really is what I thought I wanted.

But, then I take you forward to December 2005, when my precious daughter entered my life. All aspirations of becoming a manager and ruling the world, in my mind, faded. They were gone. The only thing that I really, truly wanted to be was a good mom. A part of me really desired to be a stay-at-home mom full time, but I knew that I had to add to our household income, and I was at peace with that. However, there were days when I was driving to my old job that I would cry the whole way there because I really felt like I was sacrificing too much and getting little back in return. I was only getting 20 hours with my daughter and instead was spending way too much time with my co-workers who were nothing but a batch of nasty, deceitful women who were out to get you. So, with much consideration, praying, discussion with my husband and a long interview process by my current company, I quit.

Now, I get to be off with my daughter 2 whole days, just me and her. I work really close to home, so my once 11 hour days are cut to a little over 9 hour days, but the biggest difference is…I am only gone 27 hours during a week. It was not my doing that allows this opportunity for me – it’s my boss’. She came to me after I had been here for a few months, and after we were toying around with the idea of me adding a 4th day, and she said that she wants to keep me at part-time because she feels it is very important that I get to spend as much time with my daughter as possible. I am so blessed to have such a great boss!

So, as I first stated, I am loving being a PTSAHM. I get to do so many fun things with Brooklyn including a Wee Ones Gymnastic class that we just stared yesterday, along with walks, eating lunch together, taking the occasional nap together, playing together and having some really good Mommy and Brooklyn time. I feel incredibly blessed to have this opportunity, and I am in constant awe that God has gifted me such an amazing daughter and has allowed me to work part-time to enjoy life’s little moments with Brooklyn.