Half-Way Point

We are 20 weeks in (21 tomorrow) and all is well.

The little one inside is very active and responsive to my eating (or lack-there-of) habits. If I haven't eaten in a while, she lets me know it's time to do so by kicking me right in the bladder. And usually after dinner and dessert she happily rewards me with a seemingly raucous dance party.

I had a strange impulse this past week to apply for a part-time job. It was very all-of-a-sudden and was over just as quickly as it began. There was a position open in the Disney Pixar library/archives which I was made aware of by an old friend who works in Pixar's IT Dept. So I spent an entire day and night working on a resume, the application, cover letter, got two Pixar friends to refer me internally and send emails on my behalf. The next morning, I was contacted by Pixar saying the position had already been taken. Whew! That was close. And all very exhausting. Disappointing to a degree because I know I was super qualified for it. Anyway, my heart was not really in it 100%; I don't really wanna get into a situation that leaves my unborn baby girl already on a waiting list for infant daycare. My intention has always been for her to stay home with me until she is walking and no longer nursing. I suppose the Pixar whirlwind was good practice for when the time comes for me to actually go back to work full-time.

For now, as was the original plan.... my work is at home, taking care of two beautiful little girls (one almost 3, one negative 20 weeks), and one wonderful, gorgeous man. And myself. Cannot forget that part.