I am chugging happily through the summer although the weather has not been great. The boys and I have really been falling into a nice routine. They have been really good and psycho Mom, who pokes her head out occasionally when I have been working too much, has been on vacation. It�s nice. On the weekends they have been stuck to my husband like glue because we have been spending so much time together.
I made some hard decisions about the fall last week. I had spent a glorious Sunday morning sitting under the trees in the park with my friend Dave, who is someone I have known for 20 years or more. While our kids played we sat and talked about the �future�, making money, education, and life of a parent who wants to support their kids well but live on the fringe at the same time. By the time I got to work on Monday evening my brain was churning. I need some changes this fall and I knew what needed to happen. Since I finished my career in IT in January 2006 I have had a dream of becoming an IBCLC Lactation Consultant. I love to work with people, I hate working in
an office setting, and I am passionate about breast feeding. I think it is my calling. I am lucky; I have a biological science degree and have many of the college credits that I need to do this. I need to do mentored hours. I am also very interested in becoming a post partum doula. I have to start on this journey. I have somewhat of a infrastructure in place, preschool for Wildman and an amazing babysitter who will take both boys when needed at a reasonable rate, a job that is only two nights a week that helps support us . My biggest problem was the co-op preschool. The school is amazing but they required that you co-op in the classroom twice a month, have a job within the school, and participate in two fundraisers. I can�t do that and try to find a future for myself. I decided that I needed a new preschool that was not a co-op. I found a great school that is nearby,
subsidized by the city but privately run, and 1/8th yes, 1/8th the price, no co-op needed. The woman who runs it has been doing this for 15 years and my pediatrician, who I love, recommended it. I have the schedule for my babysitter for the fall and I am ready to take my doula test. I am so excited. It is time for me to move along yet be with my guys.
I leave you with this review I saw online on Razorcake when looking at new music. Yes I am Jo-Ann, and before I was Punky Mama I used to rock. This warmed my heart.
Eat My Heart Out: CD
She (the vocalist, I missed her name) thinks she�s JoAnn Rogan from Thorazine or Kim Shattuck from The Muffs. She�s not even the gutter crud stuck in their shoes. Closer to home, she thinks she�s Ashlee Simpson, all the Donnas and Kelly Osbourne. Sickly sweet chubby-cheeked curly haired baby-girl goo-goo vocals over humdrum guitar chords. Plus, they (don�t forget the band!) thank �roller skates, bubblegum and all the bands we
luv.� Grow up. You suck. �Jessica Thiringer (Panic Button)