Back that Ass Up
I've been half-heartedly training a backup in the office for the time that I am out on maternity leave. There are very few activities that I do daily - or even weekly so it's fruitless to teach them once to only have them forgotten. Besides, the woman who had the job for 16 years before me still works here and is easily reached.
It has been announced that my backup, who is crazy - no kidding, will be having her tonsils removed while I am on maternity leave (or will be going on vacation or to jail - you never really know with her) so I have to train two more backups. My boss expressed concern that so many hands touching the work could muddle it up. Yes, it could and undoubtedly will. However, it took all that I had to keep from saying, "not my problem 'cause I ain't coming back." I like my boss and I'm sorry that it will be problem for her but I'm not sorry to leave my job.
I just have to find some way to keep hanging in here for another week or two or three.
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I did not do the photo shoot that I was planning to do over the weekend for final belly shots. But I am happy with what I did accomplish and that included organizing baby stuff the the 37th time. I just have a need to touch everything over and over again. Compulsive? Yes.
It took me until about 34-36 weeks along before I started to think about the baby outside of the womb. Up until that point I was obsessed with the pregnancy and labor. Now I'm wondering if the diaper pail is too far from the changing table and if the nearest Starbucks is too far to walk to with an infant.
I buckled this morning and bought a sling. I registered for a Baby Bjorn but hadn't received one and a friend said that she was going to send me hers that she never used (something about Austin Powers and Mini Me that made her uncomfortable).
In the meantime, I'm wondering if Baby Bjorns are comfortable for big breasted women or if it would look stupid on me, like overalls.
SO I decided to buy a Maya Wrap - just in case. Hopefully The Husband will not be opposed to giving it a whirl.
UPDATE: I spoke too soon. Upon arriving home from work, I found a package at my door with one Baby Bjorn or "Mini Me" enclosed.
It has been announced that my backup, who is crazy - no kidding, will be having her tonsils removed while I am on maternity leave (or will be going on vacation or to jail - you never really know with her) so I have to train two more backups. My boss expressed concern that so many hands touching the work could muddle it up. Yes, it could and undoubtedly will. However, it took all that I had to keep from saying, "not my problem 'cause I ain't coming back." I like my boss and I'm sorry that it will be problem for her but I'm not sorry to leave my job.
I just have to find some way to keep hanging in here for another week or two or three.
I did not do the photo shoot that I was planning to do over the weekend for final belly shots. But I am happy with what I did accomplish and that included organizing baby stuff the the 37th time. I just have a need to touch everything over and over again. Compulsive? Yes.
It took me until about 34-36 weeks along before I started to think about the baby outside of the womb. Up until that point I was obsessed with the pregnancy and labor. Now I'm wondering if the diaper pail is too far from the changing table and if the nearest Starbucks is too far to walk to with an infant.
I buckled this morning and bought a sling. I registered for a Baby Bjorn but hadn't received one and a friend said that she was going to send me hers that she never used (something about Austin Powers and Mini Me that made her uncomfortable).
In the meantime, I'm wondering if Baby Bjorns are comfortable for big breasted women or if it would look stupid on me, like overalls.
SO I decided to buy a Maya Wrap - just in case. Hopefully The Husband will not be opposed to giving it a whirl.
UPDATE: I spoke too soon. Upon arriving home from work, I found a package at my door with one Baby Bjorn or "Mini Me" enclosed.
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