the joy, the frustration
Life is a mix these days. Elenora is an absolute joy. She is such a cute little girl. She likes to look at people so much, and she smiles all the time! She slept in both of our arms today at the mall. She acted friendly toward strangers. She cooed and "talked" before bed.
She's sleeping so well at night too, and in her own crib! She doesn't fuss much at all. She just sleeps preciously; almost through the whole night. Most of the time she wakes up ready to be hugged and played with. She's bonded so well with both B. and I. She's a secure little girl and it feels so good to know that.
On the job front, my new job is strange. The hours are less, but not nearly as much less as the pay. I haven't been paid yet, for over 50 sessions of therapy. Show me the money. Work as an unlicensed clinician seems to be horribly unrewarding. The pay sucks. The paperwork is unbelieveable. I'm not quite sure what the good part is, besides knowing that on occasion you actually help people. I hope things get better or I may have picked the wrong career.
I have yet to find a reasonable job that pays 40K per year. That's really all I want.
But in the midst of that frustration, I have 2 wonderful ladies in my life. B is such a good mother and such a good worker, at a job she enjoys. It makes me happy that she enjoys her work. She does reasonable work for reasonable pay. And she's kind to me, and a wonderful wife. And then there's Elenora. She's such a great size right now. So huggable. Still small and precious and delicate, but strong enough to hold herself up securely and to feel confident in many different play situations. She's eating life up at this point, and her parents are eating that up. I often say to B when she goes down, "She had a good day" and I mean it.
Someday I hope our family can also say, "Daddy has a good job."
She's sleeping so well at night too, and in her own crib! She doesn't fuss much at all. She just sleeps preciously; almost through the whole night. Most of the time she wakes up ready to be hugged and played with. She's bonded so well with both B. and I. She's a secure little girl and it feels so good to know that.
On the job front, my new job is strange. The hours are less, but not nearly as much less as the pay. I haven't been paid yet, for over 50 sessions of therapy. Show me the money. Work as an unlicensed clinician seems to be horribly unrewarding. The pay sucks. The paperwork is unbelieveable. I'm not quite sure what the good part is, besides knowing that on occasion you actually help people. I hope things get better or I may have picked the wrong career.
I have yet to find a reasonable job that pays 40K per year. That's really all I want.
But in the midst of that frustration, I have 2 wonderful ladies in my life. B is such a good mother and such a good worker, at a job she enjoys. It makes me happy that she enjoys her work. She does reasonable work for reasonable pay. And she's kind to me, and a wonderful wife. And then there's Elenora. She's such a great size right now. So huggable. Still small and precious and delicate, but strong enough to hold herself up securely and to feel confident in many different play situations. She's eating life up at this point, and her parents are eating that up. I often say to B when she goes down, "She had a good day" and I mean it.
Someday I hope our family can also say, "Daddy has a good job."
posted by J B at 6:20 PM
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