September 23, 2012

ResuME

I'm updating my resume.

No, not due to any overwhelming desire on my part to rejoin the formal workforce; in fact, in the 3 weeks Owen has been in school I've found a somewhat peaceful rhythm of spending time with my fellow kindergarten mom Karen, running errands with ease, volunteering to be lunch and classroom mom, puttering about the house (including steam cleaning 6 rooms worth of carpet, which I've found to be oddly satisfying), and baking batch upon batch of oatmeal GORP cookies.

Yet understandably - and largely due to the fact that we are still paying for Cearra's private college education while sending Owen to another private school - Bob would like some help with the household income. A bit of relief after shouldering the sole burden of making our finances work for the past 6 years. I get that, I really do.

It's easy enough to do a quick Google search and wrangle my professional experience into the format hiring managers are preferring these days, and my career has been comprised of enough managerial titles and impressive sounding tidbits (ahem ... "managed a $20 million, multi-year contract", "renegotiated a $13 million contract", "oversaw national and regional marketing contracts to ensure all US offices adhered to company policy and promoted quality throughout the bidding and procurement process", etc.) to garner at least some attention.

But what occurs to me most during this exercise is that while I mainly enjoyed my past roles and I don't think it's off-base to say I was pretty good at what I did, the "position" that isn't bullet-pointed on my CV is far and away my favorite, and the one in which I take most pride. And while no one will expect me to spell it out as such on a resume, here's what I might add to explain what I've been up to since that last Manager title ...

Mother

Key Skills and Attributes:

Communication - proven story reader, knock-knock joke teller, and interpreter of toddler speak. Ability to listen to "mom, momma, mommy" all day, every day, without losing patience (or mind).  Accurately conveyed daily events, schedules and milestones through face to face interactions and social media including facebook and blogger. Conveyed love through words and actions 100% of the time.

Problem Solving - consistently demonstrated effective use of behavioral analysis to both teach positive responses and curtail undesirable behavior. Highly skilled in diversionary tactics and bargaining. Proven ability to multi-task; work late into the night; and determine the source of a child's cry within one to two wails.

Team Player - volunteered to bring expensive and therefore often avoided fruit trays to school events. Served as Team Mom for the (Westminster) White Sox. Increased number of play dates at home by 100%. Willingly sacrificed personal salon services and book store purchases for the greater good of the organization.

Budgeting - dressed members of family in high end clothing at savings of 95% over retail by shopping consignment and thrift. Uncanny ability to locate gently used Ralph Lauren Polo shirts and men's Chaps shorts with tags intact. Invented money saving trips to the SAHM's "zoo" (PetSmart) and "water park" (mall fountain). Founded and managed online store to resell gently used clothing.

Organization - managed sports, school, and social schedule with no missed appointments and reliable on-time performance while successfully avoiding the common pitfall of over scheduling. Executed memorable field trips and family outings with a minimum of melt-downs. Planned fun-for-all parties and events at home office as well as off-site locations.

Main Achievements: 
  • Raising (so far, so good) a happy, healthy kid while having the time of my life. 
  • Smiling and laughing and appreciating my blessings every single day.
  • Knowing with 100% certainty that this is the job I was made for, and one that I want to stay in for the rest of my life.



September 12, 2012

WILW

Back to WILW! Join in the fun and give me some comment love with your favorites this week!

First up, loving that Mom hosted a Westminster Soap Company Sample Spa last Saturday. WSC is my friend Amy's pride and passion - organic bath and body products she makes by hand. I had so much fun flexing my creative side writing copy and coming up with presentation ideas, and the ladies all loved the products. Cearra came along and set up a beautiful Mary Kay display, and she had a great day too!

Delish WSC foaming hand soaps. If you want to host a spa
or try a product, let me know!

Found this on Pinterest a while back and it just took my breath away - gorgeous!



Remember a previous WILW had me loving the combo of hot pink and orange? Well, look - there it is again! This time it's a bag from Owen's first school fundraiser. The company is Mixed Bags, they have wonderful stuff and really great prices! Please take a look at HERE and let me know by phone, text or comment if you'd like to order anything (working on getting a school ID number so you could just order online). Cearra already has a list about half a page long!!




Fall is hands down my favorite season and I am loving that football kicked off! Loving even more that our Ravens soared on Monday Night Football!



You know me - you know why I love this charm from one of my fav jewelry lines, Waxing Poetic!


And as always, I love my life!

September 11, 2012

The Other Man

Shhh ... don't tell Bob, but I've been seeing someone else.

Let's just call him "B2". I see him everyday. He makes my heart smile - big brown eyes, brown buzz cut. Others describe him as quiet and shy, but sweet. He loves music. He's on the shorter side, and younger than me.

And oh yeah, half a world away. Waiting for a family.

And despite the fact that we never planned to add another, and that we certainly do not have the money to walk that path again and currently have a full house, and that we are getting older, and that its scary even thinking of dealing with another adoption and the issues that can come up, or messing up our current family dynamic, and well, a million or so other reasons for me to just break off this relationship now ... I keep returning to his face.

Look, not for nothing did I get my Masters in Psychology. I realize this is most likely a reaction to Owen going to school full-time, or a way to feel useful again. Maybe I see Owen playing with his friends and wish he had a brother close in age (he tells me he wants a brother, but not a baby because he's "not so into them"). Could be that I am all too aware there are an estimated 40-50 million orphans in the world, and each one of them deserves a mom and dad and a chance. Perhaps I just want to get out of looking for a job (but I doubt that one). Or just maybe it's because my heart expanded 100 times over when we brought Owen home, and I like myself this way; I love being a mom; and I think I'm pretty good at it.

B2 is a waiting child. He has some minor health issues (hey, who doesn't) and he is not an infant, so he's considered special needs. Even if Bob goes for this (and that's a pretty big "if" because we haven't really even spoken of it except for me to ask for our net worth so I could complete a pre-application), even if we figure out a way to come up with the money and even if I could psych myself up to complete the mountains of paperwork again, it's possible B's birth country won't let us adopt him. Might be that they say "no" because of my darn (and in my mind, ancient) cancer history, or that I'm considered too fat (seriously).

Bringing him home is such a long shot on so many levels, and I know that realistically it most likely will not happen.

But oh, that little smiling face ...

September 4, 2012

Here We Grow

I sit here typing this in a very quiet house, having taken Owen to his first day of kindergarten at Carroll Lutheran School this morning. The only disruption is Beamer jumping on the desk for a cuddle (and flurry of cat hair), and I'm pleased to report that so far, I'm doing OK.

Yesterday was tough - I was keenly aware of the hours of the last day of life as I'd known it ticking away - and since I cried at both Open House Night and Cookies & Me (meet the teachers), I fully expected to sob this morning.

But Owen did great, I love and feel comfortable with his school and teacher, and tears only threatened once or twice. I stayed for a bit at school to participate in the Teacher's Commissioning and Backpack Blessing, and I think that helped a great deal as I got to see Owen walking in with his classmates. It was a good transition.

It's not that I'm not sad; I'll miss my little buddy tremendously. And I expect that right now the reality of him being gone all day every day hasn't even sunk in, and that I will have some ups and downs over the next weeks. But I realize I have been incredibly blessed to be able to stay at home with him over the past five and a half years, and I am so thankful for that experience and opportunity.

I purposely planned some errands for this afternoon, and maybe I'll even get in a quick trip to Kohl's, and then of course I will be one of the first in line at 3:00 to pick up Owen and give him a huge hug. So before I go, here are some first day pictures (what you've really been waiting for!).

Last night's prep - shining up his shoes

Our traditional teacher's gift 

Too cool for school!

Almost ready to go

Big boy. Bigger backpack.

Mrs. Shrader helping Owen get settled in

Owen's buddies Nick and Dylan arrive

Checking out the girls! It's a 7-3 split,
to which Owen says "thumbs-down"

Blessing of the Backpacks. Can you find Owen?