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Sometimes I really miss working! Really. And, while I'm thankful for the part-time jobs I've had here in Hanover, I'm not talking about that kind of work. I mean, my old job - HR at National Instruments. I miss the heart flutters before every engineering leadership meeting. I miss the frenzy of salary planning. I miss working on spreadsheets, signing PAFs, and running Oracle reports. I miss people telling me that the vending machine is broken, as if there's something I'm supposed to do about it.
I particularly miss work when I've done something ever so slightly analytical on my own - like organizing household bills or creating a budget. It makes me remember that I used to be able to use my brain for something more than figuring out how many more ounces of milk I need to pump before Cailyn has a full serving.
So now it makes sense when I hear moms say that they are craving more intellectual stimulation - it can get hard when it feels like you're not using your mind in the same way that you did before. But, I found an article that was actually quite encouraging - and reminded me that every silly noise or face that you make at your baby can not only be very intellectually rewarding, but also very purposeful.
she's been smiling for weeks but today cailyn laughed. :)
So six weeks is supposed to be the peak fussy period for babies. But, its six weeks from the expected due date, not the delivery date. Since Cailyn was born about 3 weeks early, we have about one more week before she's really expected to drive us into the ground. :)
As God is the Master Designer, however, He's also rigged it so babies start to smile back at you for real (not just because of gas...) at about six weeks. And there's nothing like seeing your baby smile at you. It really does keep you going when you need it the most!
Yes, another post about dogs.
We adopted Ariel. She is lean and has a sharper, pointy nose. She's not the sharpest tool in the shed and is what we affectionately refer to as our "street dog." Some who know us well might even say that we love Ruben more than Ariel (maybe Alan does, but not me!! :)). Ariel rarely gets on the couch (she doesn't try).
But in these past few days, Ariel has surprised us. With little Cailyn in our lives, our home has been filled with a lot more...crying. The dogs see us pacing back and forth, and evenings hardly ever find both of us in our room together at once. Instead, its Ruben and Ariel with me, or Ruben and Ariel with Alan. Until last night.
Ariel went to go sleep with Cailyn. What a sweetheart!
