I’m in job limbo right now, which is to say: paperwork paperwork paperwork. My boss is apologizing for not realizing how many approvals and pink copies she would need before I could actually start working, but because of university procedure and the summer travel/fundraising season, it may be more then a month before the right people are in their offices for approval. I am not complaining. The more time I have to get used to the idea the better, and this way I will have a chance to build up our freezer stash of breastmilk.

And if, for some reason, it doesn’t work out? Maybe this was just what I needed to realize how much I love being here. Just right here, mindful of the small wonders.

It’s easy to forget how much fun is possible if I just follow the beat of her drum.