This was a big week for our family. Nick has worked for the same company since graduating from college five years ago. He is a ridiculously hard worker. He goes in early and stays late almost every day. He works on Saturdays, answers phone calls when he’s at home, and is generally incapable of ever saying “no.” But thanks to a revolving door of supervisors he has never received a single raise or promotion (despite many promises of such). Until now! We are so grateful that his hard work has finally been recognized and this week he got a promotion and a big raise to do the same work he’s been doing for the last three years without the title. This is something he’s been promised for a long time and to be honest I didn’t think it would ever happen, but I was wrong. I’m so proud of him!
Also this week was Nick’s birthday! He’s 29, what an old fart. Obviously since I haven’t gotten a paycheck since May I didn’t have a whole lot of money to spend, but I used some of my shop proceeds to get him some cake, some beer, and some candy. He probably would have been happy with just that, but his real gift was permission to attend a football game at the University of Texas next month. Some friends of his in Austin invited him but the drive is too far for Jack and I wasn’t keen on being left home with the baby for the second time in four months (he visited friends out of town already once this summer). Luckily, my friend Sarah suggested that I have him drop Jack and me off with her in Houston for the weekend! What a fabulous idea, especially since Nick owes me a Houston shopping trip. When we were in NYC the only thing I asked was that we make a quick run into H&M, but we got caught up visiting with friends and family and by the time we finally made it there after two full days in the city they were closed. He asked what he could do to make it up to me and I said that the next time we were in Houston or Atlanta I wanted him to go to H&M and Ikea with me and LIKE it. He agreed! We’d already discussed the possibility of an Austin trip and he thought it was dead in the water, so I surprised him on his birthday by saying we could go as long as he went shopping with me in Houston. I actually typed up a proposed “itinerary” for our trip and put it in a box and wrapped it up. He was really happy and I was super proud of myself because he is impossible to shop for. He has no material desires whatsoever, but he does value memories and experiences and he’s been wanting to go to a UT game for a while. I’m kind of jealous; I’ve never been to Austin and I hear it’s a really cool town! Maybe we can all go together when Jack’s a little older. For now I’m going to start working on my Ikea shopping list!
And the other major event this week: I started my new job! I’m only working one day a week, which I think is just perfect. I liked all the people and I think I’m going to be really happy there. It helps, too, that I like our new babysitter so much. I didn’t have to worry about Jack at all, and when I got home he seemed well-rested and happy, which is more than I can say for his mood at 5pm some days that I’m home with him! I’ve got to say, moms who nurse and work full time have my utmost respect. I feel like it would take a lot of planning and discipline to have bottles and pump parts clean and fresh milk frozen and frozen milk thawed every. single. day. And expressing milk in the back of a file room is not my idea of a good time. FYI, asking where you can pump your breasts on your first day at a new job = awkward. Almost as awkward as when someone walked in on me. Yeah, that happened. Thank goodness I only have to do it once a week! If I could get away with just going all day without pumping I totally would. Wow, I just spent more than a hundred words talking about pumping my breasts. This blog is really going downhill.