A blog entry. It's a Saturday night. Some things I like just a certain way. I have a list of things to get done tomorrow.
This morning, it was a holiday work event for families. The kids had fun decorating, eating and we all enjoyed the time spent together. Although we have had more family time than ever before, it is still far under ideal since I am working so many hours per week.
The wheels are in motion, as always. I keep them that way. For what reason, I might never know.
The good news is that with all the bickering, crying and actual working I was doing that the practice has grown. We have added two additional midwives and the call schedule will soon be better. There are new challenges with that, for sure, but I get to nix the working 100+ hrs per week in actual labor managing labor part. I kind of want to take a step back and relax for a minute, but that might be premature, too. Integration of the midwives is this month and the schedule looks as hectic as ever.
I saw an excellent opportunity for a position as faculty (choose just one class or more) pass my e-mail and decided that I will apply (in addition to what I have now, not in place of). I tried to find my resume, but the new program formatted it incorrectly. The resume needs to be redone and. Well. Maybe it's time. Turns out my midwife partner was ahead of me by a few days for the same position but that the institution is changing the program and stockpiling ideal candidates for consideration for teaching in early 2015 (per her report). We even talked about offering the university the two of us to do it together. It was her idea, actually, and I was surprised she wanted me to do something more work related together. I was pretty flattered and intrigued that she applauded my overhauled CenteringPregnancy agendas. One of the new midwives flipped through it and said, "Brilliant. These are just brilliant! I want copies because it's going into our campus specific binder for all providers who would orient to this campus."
In fact, we were given the opportunity to split up our offices and kind of both chose to stay with each other. We might argue a lot for the sake of best patient care, but we have more in common than we do different. We also appreciate the frank honesty each of us brings to the table.
We have been successful thus far. This quarter's statistics are in and a manager reported to us that they are more favorable than has ever been calculated, in specific ways they anticipated midwifery to change them (decreased epidural rates, decreased primary C/S rates, etc).
But, without too much digression, I must say that I'm far from finishing my resume but that it's looking much more beefed up since I took this position. This will always be my baby, always be work I am proud of. I will work it for a long time and I was honored to have been chosen for this task.
Just like any baby, however, I need to watch it constantly while also providing it opportunity for growth in a safe environment. We are still in the danger zone and while learning to walk I could very possibly fall on my face and not recover.
But - the resume. So, I will finish that and apply by the end of the weekend.
I pulled into the Walgreens parking spot and noted two chills run through my body. After putting the car in park, I told Jenna, "I'm getting a sore throat. Don't let me forget ... we need to get brussels sprouts!" Jenna replied, "Mom. Getting brussels sprouts at the last minute will not help you." I told her that they would. Because brussels sprouts always help you.
It's been a few hours since that conversation and I'm still just sporting a sore throat. I'm hungry for dinner which is a great sign. Brussels sprouts it is.
It's probably all in my head, but we are adjusting to our new "home," much faster than any other place we have moved. Relationships just take time and there is nothing that can expedite closeness. Kids are still very much experiencing the newness of friendships, wishing they had more or simply wishing for the friends they had back in Ohio. I, too, suffer from the same (minus the Ohio part, sub in New Jersey). I, too, long for the kind of relationships that I can depend on and where I can just be myself. First impressions are not my specialty and, after the past 1-2 years, first impressions are all I've participated in. All of us have budding friendships here and it won't be long before we all have treasured friendships.
Speaking of budding, but not flourishing, the house is holding steady with the "in process of renovation," look. Holidays come and go, serial play-dates and school days pass by and we all spend our weekends in a house that has no floor coverings, ripped carpet, wallpaper resined walls, 35+ yr brown linoleum, torn off kitchen cabinet doors and bright blue ceramic bathrooms (and more). The downstairs finished floor is far superior to our current living decor. The most obvious problem is funding. We have played the lottery a few times, something we actually have never done, but that didn't change our situation positively.
The house is really a project that I need to continue working on when I have spare time.
To have spare time, I had better stop job applying for jobs when I already have one.
I have decided rather recently that I need to start eating oranges. I don't much fruit, except for the strawberries or blueberries & banana & POM juice in my daily smoothie. I just started craving oranges. Never been much of an orange eater. But, lately I have tried them and they are good. I remember feeling similarly about bell peppers in the past. They are both rich sources of Vitamin C. When I listen to my body, my body tells me what to do.
The past few days, I have been giving thought to my age. I'm 35, but in a few weeks I will be 36. I forgot whether I was 35 or 36 and I thought it was strange I could forget.