EMU is on spring break this week. And where am I? Yes, working. I am spending my last spring break as a college student at work. The weather is snowy again to boot. I chose to drive the surface roads this morning because I don't think I can handle the highway drivers any more...I know it may seem like fun to some reeling along the icy highway at 85mph, but the second you're off the road it's not so fun anymore....though it's never happened to me, I'm not in favor of giving it a go.
My boss asked me today why I don't seem excited or even indifferent about this happy occasion. Really? I think every day I wake up giddy to the hilt but by the time I walk in the door of this place for another day of droning over tax law and calculations, I'm ready to go back to bed. Not to mention I think I'm seriously coming down with a work allergy.....I'll sit down at my desk and sneeze a few times every morning. Maybe it's my body reminding me where I am? Who knows. Kind of silly though isn't it?
Carrie announced she's leaving the bank to be a stay at home mom. I couldn't be happier for her cause I know this is what's going to make her feel better. It's also kind of scary cause I don't want to feel sad about going back to work when it's my time....despite my current allergic situation I really enjoy what I do for most of the year, just these next couple of months are kind of boring is all. Luckily my employer is very family oriented and flexible so I don't envision myself falling prey to a super demanding schedule or anything like that, which is a nice feeling.
The 12-week mark is approaching and even though I'm too read to think that gets me out of the danger zone, certain people can start to feel happy for us too and celebrate the impending joy...maybe that will take a little piece of the load off my mind.
I've also decided a month is a long time between doctor's appointments. A lot can happen in a month and it just leaves me anxious for the next time to get another glimpse of this little person flailing around in there. It's kind of like when I'm baking something for the first time....I'm too impatient to wait till it's done so I have to turn the oven light on so I can see what's going on in there without opening the door.
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You'll probably feel sad when you go back, but you'll be okay. My whole issue was time. I didn't feel like I could be the kind of mom I wanted to be and still keep my job.
Just wait--a week between appointments will start to feel like a long time when you're at the end! " )
Smooches!
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