HELLO?

YOU ARE WEARING A T-SHIRT THAT ADVERTISES BREAST PUMPS, PEOPLE. HOLLISTER MAKES BREAST PUMPS. CAN I SAY THAT TO THE NEXT TEENAGER THAT PASSES ME WITH ONE OF THESE ON AT THE MALL??? I BET THEY'D WANT TO CRAWL UNDER THE FLOOR IF THEY KNEW THAT...

I CAN JUST HEAR IT NOW... EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!

I'll sleep when...

...I'm dead. As my ex used to say. Of course this is the same person who stayed up every night listening to After Midnight until 5 AM...

My newest job

I am the new Secretary of the newly formed Greater New Orleans Breastfeeding Awareness Coalition. According to my boss, who is the President, GNOBAC and other coalition work is on my job description for WIC. So add that to my slate of things to do...

When am I going to get these minutes done? In between breaths? When I don't have LLL moms to call, or World Breastfeeding Week events to plan, or clients to call, or applicants to call, or Breastfeeding Coordinators at the clinics to call, or clinic visits to do, or paperwork to do (it's a state job- the paperwork never ends), or LLL meetings to plan, or advertising to do for my business, or action plans to write and contact lists to do for WIC, or...

What else can I volunteer for??? Am I nuts? I am starting to think so.

My Job

Do I love it or do I hate it? Much like my relationship with this city, it is always a toss up. I like working, and I like what I'm doing, but it is a fluid thing, changing from day to day. I never know what is going to come up.

As some of you know, I was made an example of at the last meeting with my two supervisors. Even though I had done my homework, my bosses had not talked to each other at all about what their visions were for the program. So I kept getting flak for doing things that my one boss said to do, from the other one.

Finally at the end of the meeting my boss stood up for me... but it was a little too late. I was ready to quit by then. Needless to say we had to meet first thing the next week to get everything sorted out. The problem is, this is a new program to the state. There are going to be many things that have to be worked out.

So tomorrow I go for more clinic visits. I have done almost all of my interviews, and have 5 out of 6 of my Peer Counselors selected. Now onto the approval process, then training, then roll out of the program Aug. 1. At least I have a deadline!

Now if I could just get some sleep, or maybe some child care, so that I can work during the day and stop staying up so late just to get things done...

Katie says...

... that I could sell Breastfeeding to a cow. Do you agree? I thought that was pretty good...

I can't believe this is happening

So work is busy. I thought before that I didn't do anything all day... it turns out that taking care of the kids is at least a 20 hour a week job. B/c now I don't have any time to do that. Eric is on vacation, so he is doing my old job while I do my new one. And I think he has figured out that it is actually work... b/c he said last night he wants me to quit b/c I don't spend enough time with them...

Anyway. Something will eventually have to give. It can't be LLL or my clients. But my kids are suffering b/c I am spending so much time working when I could be spending it with them. It's that old dilemma- do I work so we have money to do stuff with the kids, but not the time, or do I not work so I can spend time with them, but have no money? There is no clear answer.

I do like my job, though. My in-laws would die if they knew where the WIC clinics are that I have been going to. Well, they serve lower income people, so they are in those neighborhoods. I have never been scared to go into any neighborhood in N.O. and now I am even less so, b/c most are not repopulated, and the projects have these very high fences around them. Is that a bad thing to admit? I'm not sure...