Today I drove 8 hours round trip to the out-of-state clinic for my sonohysterogram. It was a marathon drive because the Mister is away on business and I promised our nanny (who has been working overtime this week, coming in early so I can shower and get to work, staying late, etc) that I'd be home by 5:30. I was home by 5:27 on the dot, despite traffic being heavy because of the holiday weekend. Phew. The folks at the clinic were super nice and efficient. And of course I have a uterine polyp that is "exactly where the embryo will want to implant." Sweet. So they'll tell me next week what to do, but I'm sure the advice will be "remove it." Which I'll get done locally by my old RE, because I'm not really up for another 8 hour drive unless there's an embryo or two involved. Fun times.
The Mister being gone has really thrown Squeaker's mood into a tizzy. We think he may be cutting his 2-year molars too. All I know is that the little fella has been c-r-a-n-k-y and emotionally fragile for the last week or so, and the past 3 nights he's slept with me. I'm sure he'll end up in my bed tonight too. He has bad dreams off and on throughout the night, and it's so much easier to reach over and pat his back than to get up and walk down the hall to his room multiple times in the night. Plus, he usually ends up getting my neck in a death grip anyway, so while he's hanging on, I might as well carry him to my bed. When the Mister is home, we don't have enough room to have a comfortable family bed, but when it's just Squeaker and me, it's quite comfy. I'm thinking it might be time to upgrade ...
Because I'm a big wimp, I didn't feel up to dealing with Squeaker on my own all weekend, so tomorrow we drive a few hours to visit my mom and my brother's family for fireworks and swimming and picnicking. Nothing like older cousins and doting grandmas to make a hyper toddler sleep well, right? He's been working out, so he should be able to keep up with the big kids ...
I had my screening interview this week for the potential new job, and they left a message today wanting to schedule me for a second round with the managing attorney, who would probably be my supervisor. My assumption has been that if I could get in front of the actual attorneys, I could talk my way into the job, so this is pretty exciting. The HR person made it sound like a great place to work -- I know it's her job to do so, but even reading through the rah-rah spiel, it still sounds good. I'm having heavy guilt about possibly leaving my current job, because they really need an attorney and it will be hard to replace me. I have a unique set of skills (seriously, there are only a couple dozen people in the country who do what I do) and every time I leave a job, they end up hiring 2 people to replace me. I just have to keep telling myself that my family comes first, and we could really use the extra money, better benefits, and overall decreased stress of knowing that I could take a vacation because there would be (gasp!) other attorneys on staff to handle my emergencies. I haven't had a real break in 2 years at my current job ... it wears on a person.
In other exciting news, my brother and his wife are adopting a 9-year-old girl from Ethiopia!! I haven't blogged about it until now because it's their news, not mine, and the process was incredibly long and often tenuous, but they now have their referral and a court date at the end of the month, so unless something goes incredibly wrong, Squeaker will soon have a cousin who looks more like him than his mom & dad. How sweet is that? : )
That is one adorable little boy. Truly, he's just adorable,the little stinker! And yes, yes, you need more money, better benefits and guilt free time off. I'm pulling for you.
Posted by: melanie | July 03, 2010 at 08:01 AM
that pic is so cute! how cool about squeaker's new cousin! good luck with the new job opp.
Posted by: luna | July 05, 2010 at 08:26 PM