It's almost six o'clock Friday evening and I'm still at work. I'm here until 6:15 - I normally finish at 4:15.
I'm still paying back my maternity leave. My employer doesn't offer what most people traditionally know as maternity leave. They will advance up to 240 hours of sick leave, which will then be paid back at the rate at which I earn it - 4 hours per pay period. And, that's assuming you take no other (advanced) sick leave for actually, you know, being sick.
Since I had the baby long over a year ago, and have only made headway on paying back about 35 hours, my employer is getting antsy about the amount still owed. Due to this, they "suggested" I work credit hours to have available should I, or anyone else I'm responsible for, get sick.
I've comitted to working 2 additional hours most Friday's until I have 24 hours saved up.
No one else is here.
I'm lonely.
I'm tired.
I can't wait to go home.
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Friday, January 8, 2010
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
A little pee
A while back all four of us were in the car.
I was driving, the hubs was in the front passenger seat.
Everyone was being quiet.
That's when the Monkey decided was the perfect time to announce - "Mommy & Daddy, sometimes, when I laugh, a little pee comes out."
The Hubs and I laughed so hard I almost did pee a little.
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I was driving, the hubs was in the front passenger seat.
Everyone was being quiet.
That's when the Monkey decided was the perfect time to announce - "Mommy & Daddy, sometimes, when I laugh, a little pee comes out."
The Hubs and I laughed so hard I almost did pee a little.
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I want instant gratification!
As I've already said, I received an iPod touch for Christmas.
I can blog from this thing!
The only problem is, I can't access any wireless networks from my office.
Bummer.
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I can blog from this thing!
The only problem is, I can't access any wireless networks from my office.
Bummer.
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Wednesday, December 30, 2009
New Years Eve Eve
Nanny and Pop went back to England today. It was very sad to see them go. The boys will really miss them. Pop was here for ten days longer than Nanny - to help me out after the hubs broke his shoulder. The Chipmunk will miss him the most - mostly because he won't understand what is going on.
The hubs and I are trying really hard to convince them to move here, and it looks like it might actually happen - at least more than it's ever been a possibility before.
We can only hope, right?
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The hubs and I are trying really hard to convince them to move here, and it looks like it might actually happen - at least more than it's ever been a possibility before.
We can only hope, right?
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Monday, December 28, 2009
2009
2009 has been really hard for me. I have been struggling with depression. And, even though I've been struggling with it so much, I've done nothing to seek help. Everytime I think about admitting I need help, I start feeling better, so I do nothing.
One of the reasons why I don't end up seeking help is because I don't think I can find the time to commit to it. I know that sounds like a cop-out, but it seems like everything has been going wrong this year.
The last time I wrote about the Chipmunk it was about how we had gotten a second opinion on his gagging problems. Well, the procedure was so traumatic for him I didn't feel like I could write about it afterwards. And, all that came out of it was a firm diagnosis of the reflux we've known he's had since he was about two months old. He has since gotten much, much better at keeping foods down, but he still has reflux, and is so underweight that he completely fell off the weight chart for kids his age. His weight issue doesn't seem to be too much of a result of his reflux, but more of a result of the problems he's had in the last few months.
In September, he had Roseola for a week. He didn't eat at all that week. Three weeks later, he had Roseola - again. Again, no eating for a week. At the end of October, he had surgery to correct an undescended testicle (that we didn't even know about until we saw the nurse practitioner at his 15 month well visit in September), he didn't eat for two weeks after that. Let's not forget the normal not-eating that occurs when any baby gets a new tooth.
The end of November brought us to the ER for the third time this year when my husband broke his shoulder on Thanksgiving morning.
Not everything has been bad this year. I've managed to lose 30 pounds, and I'm committed to start losing again after the holidays. The Monkey lost his first tooth. And, the Chipmunk is the most loveable little creature I've ever met. Also, I got an iPod Touch for Christmas - so I hope to do more writing here.
Anyway, I just wanted to get something written so I might be able to get a little momentum going.
I hope your year went well and I hope to get back to this blog soon.
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One of the reasons why I don't end up seeking help is because I don't think I can find the time to commit to it. I know that sounds like a cop-out, but it seems like everything has been going wrong this year.
The last time I wrote about the Chipmunk it was about how we had gotten a second opinion on his gagging problems. Well, the procedure was so traumatic for him I didn't feel like I could write about it afterwards. And, all that came out of it was a firm diagnosis of the reflux we've known he's had since he was about two months old. He has since gotten much, much better at keeping foods down, but he still has reflux, and is so underweight that he completely fell off the weight chart for kids his age. His weight issue doesn't seem to be too much of a result of his reflux, but more of a result of the problems he's had in the last few months.
In September, he had Roseola for a week. He didn't eat at all that week. Three weeks later, he had Roseola - again. Again, no eating for a week. At the end of October, he had surgery to correct an undescended testicle (that we didn't even know about until we saw the nurse practitioner at his 15 month well visit in September), he didn't eat for two weeks after that. Let's not forget the normal not-eating that occurs when any baby gets a new tooth.
The end of November brought us to the ER for the third time this year when my husband broke his shoulder on Thanksgiving morning.
Not everything has been bad this year. I've managed to lose 30 pounds, and I'm committed to start losing again after the holidays. The Monkey lost his first tooth. And, the Chipmunk is the most loveable little creature I've ever met. Also, I got an iPod Touch for Christmas - so I hope to do more writing here.
Anyway, I just wanted to get something written so I might be able to get a little momentum going.
I hope your year went well and I hope to get back to this blog soon.
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