Lots of craziness going on here. I got a job! I'll be working as a Special Projects Assistant at the Charter Schools Institute, doing mostly PR-related stuff. I start a week from tomorrow.
I honestly didn't expect to get a job so quickly. I thought it would take me much longer to find something interesting for which I felt qualified... especially after 19 months out of the workplace. I think it will be a good thing for all of us (assuming I like it there, of course), but so many things are about to change and I worry about how Piper is going to react. We were very lucky with the day care situation... a spot opened up at just the right time in a center that's two blocks away from our house, where two of Piper's friends from the neighborhood are. In fact, they will both be in her "classroom," so she will have some friendly faces nearby as she attempts to adjust. We spent Friday morning there, and we'll be going back Mon-Thurs mornings this week as well. I am doing whatever I can to make her comfortable there, to make this transition a smooth one, but I know it will be really rough for both of us. It sounds melodramatic I know, but I feel sick to my stomach at the thought of leaving her in someone else's care for 9 hours a day, five days out of the week.