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ok, we’ve slacked long enough and so I’m testing this out to make sure it works

The end of an era??

Hardly.  I wasn’t in the workforce that long, but it feels weird nonetheless.  Today is my last day of work.  Am I sad? No, not particularly.  I feel a little funny that’s all.  Funny weird…not funny haha.  I’m thinking back and wondering, “Okay, was that little detour worth it? And was it really a detour?”  I don’t think it necessarily was.  I think it was a path that I felt compelled to take.  It got Jeff and I out of Atlanta and out on our own.  It enabled me to recognize what a crazy place the workforce really is and how working for the government can be crazy all on its own. But I wouldn’t call it a detour. Seriously, a detour is something that gets you to the same place you were originally intending to go.  I’m not sure I knew where I intended to go before I took that path.  I think with September 11th, 2001 happening, my job choices out of college were severely limited.

Did i choose the right path?  What’s the point in contemplating that?  My gut says yes, without a doubt.  I’ve (and we’ve) got some great things to show for the path that I/we chose.  I found out that I love coaching basketball.  We own our own house.  We’re starting a family.  It’s pretty much just bitchin’. 

Overall, I think I took the right path to get where I need to be.  Right now, every internal compass is telling me that the “right” place and the most fulfilling place for me to be is at home with our new baby.  One of my friends begs me not to lose sight of “me.”  I don’t think I will.  I’m continuing to coach, and I’m definitely the type of person to continually reassess the situation.  We’ll see where this path takes me and Jeff.  I’m excited about it.

So yeah, today was my last day at work.  We had a nice lunch.  Jeff got to meet all of my coworkers.  I recognized even more so how blessed I’ve been in life.  This adventure reminds me to always give thanks–for what I have, the paths I’ve chosen, and the paths that will open themselves to me in the future.

Baby Proclamations by Men with Few Teeth

Oooo…my first post on our blog.

One thing Jeff and I have noticed during our little jaunt down pregnancy lane is that lots of people like to share information about our baby with us. Whether it’s the woman in the elevator who tells me it looks like I’m carrying twins or the ridiculous wealth of people who either tell me it looks like I’m carrying a boy or ask me insipid questions about my baby boy, I’ve come to enjoy these interactions with random people on the street. My favorite so far is the two men whose ratio of teeth to gummy vacancies is astounding. Yes, that’s right–even people who have no dental health like to share baby proclamations with me. I find this very entertaining. So far there have only been two such occurrences, but my hope is that prior to the baby being born, I’ll have the opportunity to engage in a few more conversations with these icons of dental hygiene.

Maybe I’m being too hard on these men. Or people in general–that wouldn’t be shocking coming from me. I don’t mean to be nasty–I smile politely and either correct or at the very least try not to backhand them (okay–that was really my reaction to just the one woman who was bigger than me and said it looked like I was carrying twins). And actually, the men without teeth were a lot more entertaining to talk to than a lot of the others. It occurred to me this morning, that the second man-with-lack-of-teeth that spoke to me may have actually been flirting with me a little bit. (Yes, I’m painfully slow in recognizing these things…) His comment was, “I hope it’s a girl.” (Followed by a rather dashing gummy smile and wink.)

Ahhh…the joys of pregnancy. I actually have enjoyed this for the most part. I find it a fascinating experiment in figuring out just how much disgusting information I can share with people about my personal body fluids/weight gain/fluid retention all in the name of pregnancy symptoms. And labor symptoms? Those are even better! I think I’ve already shared too much…but remember, it’s all in the name of a beautiful natural occurrence known as pregnancy!

We’re on the Web!

Well, Jessica is now 37 weeks preggo. This has prompted me to begin working on learning about and building various components of our web page. This way, when Revie arrives, we’ll have a full-blown web page to send out full of pictures and paragraphs for everyone to browse. woohoo! That’s the idea anyway. I’ve so far registered the domain name, worked with Jan to host the site under her domain (thanks for all the help Jan!), figured out how to link the two and now I’ve started the blog. All I have left is to figure out how to publish the blog in our website and we’ll be set!