First Day of Work

Today was my first day of work, and I have a really good feeling about this... When I showed up this morning at the School of Social Work my boss Sharon was also wearing a green shirt and a knee-length black skirt, and I took it as a very good omen.


Sharon and I met with a prospective student in the morning, and I was able to sit back and try to open my brain so that Sharon's information could pour in. It was exciting to be part of the recruiting process for the UNC School of Social Work, but also humbling because frankly, I have a lot to learn. Being on the student side of the program has given me experience as a recipient of the education, but being on the other side of the table requires a lot of context that I don't yet have. Luckily, Sharon was wise enough to give us a few weeks of overlapping time, so that I will be competent when it is time for her to go into Mommy mode. I find myself hoping to bits that her amazing little boy finds womb dwelling very comfortable.


Oh, and the rapture of getting to see Gigi at lunchtime! When I got to hold her and snuggle her and rub my face on her soft cheeks it was the most amazing feeling... I was busy enough at work that I didn't sit around experiencing baby withdrawals, but the reunion must have triggered the release of copious amounts of dopamine in that brain of mine, because I was so elated to see her again. The schedule worked out very nicely today, and when Marcos picked me up for a break we were able to eat together to celebrate my new job, and I was able to feed Giovanna at home. Miraculously, even though I had brought the breastpump to work disguised in my little lunch cooler, I didn't have to use it at all. I highly doubt that every day will be so lucky, but I was grateful to have the transition roll in so smoothly...