Saturday, November 28, 2009

Monday, November 23, 2009

bright eyed and bushy tailed

Wally gets cuter with age. Every night I call him to come inside and then have to wait for like 5 minutes. Then, all of the sudden, he comes skidding in through the front door, practically crashing into things as he races for the kitchen. He stares at the fridge and meows like a hungry teenage boy, and then eventually gives up and settles for his kibble dish. After he's done feeding, he saunters into the living room where I pick him up and he purrs and snuggles into my shoulder. As I pull out all of the little stickers and brush residue caught in his tail from all the day's adventure, I can't help but be filled with love for my sweet little explorer. All boy. Bright eyed and bushy tailed.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

3 weeks?

you've got to be kidding.
(i'd be mad if i wasn't so proud of you!)

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

One more time, with feeling!

So my new job. It is everything I hoped and dreamed for. I am so thankful to even have a job right now, let alone one that I can find meaning and purpose in. I am learning so much everyday and I realize that, this time around, I am actually interested in learning more and asking questions. This is good because I am not currently an expert in breastfeeding, babies, or parenting. And I find myself looking things up a lot and asking my very knowledgeable coworkers things all the time… “So like what exactly is this nipple shield we keep speaking of…” and my coworkers are the most caring and supportive nurses I’ve ever worked with! As I am slowly building up my caseload (I’m currently rolling with about 6 clients… ), I’m finding that I couldn’t have asked for a better fit for me right now. I am so blessed and so thankful for this opportunity. I have so much to learn and my eyes and heart are being opened to some of the need that exists in my very own community.

This very place that I grew up in my whole life, this place that I thought I knew so well. The streets I drive on, the restaurants and coffee shops I hang out in, the stores I’ve always shopped in…. I’m seeing that there is so much more life that exists outside of my little world. I’m discovering neighborhoods I never knew existed, trailer parks tucked away in the quiet little pockets of the city. I’m seeing some poverty that I’ve only ever really seen in foreign countries. Homes that have cardboard for windows and doors, and no heating or electricity. Meth labs next to my client’s home, and maybe even in the home. I’m slowly starting to see the things that I never have before. The homeless shelters, the DSS building, The WIC office. Have these always been here? How could I not have noticed. I feel humbled and thankful and stirred, all at the same time.