Friday, 26 June 2009

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    About My Job.

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    So, the next item on our list of "25 Things You Might Not Know About Me," is "I used to love my job. Now, not so much. :( "

    Rather than unload a whole ton of now-irrelevant crap on you, I'll give the super quick, Reader's Digest version. Basically, when I started at Chase, I worked in the Spanish call center for one of the home finance portfolios. I took customer service calls about mortgages in Spanish. It was pretty cool, you know, for the most part.  Then, after a year at Chase, I moved to the Quality department, where I listened to and evaluated customer service calls after the fact. It was awesome. Flipping awesome. Then I went on maternity leave, after Lily was born, and, when I came back, it just kind of sucked. I won't go into details about it here. It's completely inconsequential now.

    I quit in February. My last day was the 10th. Ever since, I have been home with my girls, and I have never been happier. If you're a long time reader of my blog (Dad), you may recall some posts in the past about how I hated the idea of having babies then passing them off to daycare or baby-sitters to be raised. Well, we dropped Evelyn off for two years, and I hated every minute of it. Now I'm home, and, I gotta tell you, I flipping love it. It's hard work. It's harder work than anything I've ever done, but it is so worth it. I feel like any other job I could do would fit me like a square peg fits a round hole, but this fits me like a glove.

    If you know me well at all, you know that the following is not a vindication of working mothers, but I just wanted to clarify that point.

    The following is a list of things I love about staying home.
    • Knowing that if my kids are sick, they're still going to be taken care of and loved-on.
    • The pride I feel when Paul walks into a clean house at the end of the day.
    • Being the one to handle nap time.
    • Being the one to handle bed time.
    • Being able to wake up with them in the middle of the night and have it not be such a huge deal.
    • Teaching them and modeling for them the behavior I want them to emulate.
    • Watching them grow and change.
    • Letting them interact with each other. (In a daycare center, they'd be separated by age. )
    • Showing them, no matter what time it is, and no matter what we're doing or how busy we are, that I love them.
    • Knowing that they know that I love them.
    • Doing the grocery shopping.
    • Letting them run around in diapers if I don't feel like dressing them.
    • Living my life for my family, instead of working my family around a job.
    • Feeling like I really, truly am investing in their lives and their future in a more meaningful way than when I was just rushing around to get them out the door, then coming in at the end of the day to spend a little time with them before bath and bed.
    The next installment in this series will address, "Having had one baby in the hospital and one at home, it would take a huge medical issue to make me do it in the hospital again." I hope you're able to join us.


    Sidenote: For those who are following along, do you like this set-up, where we go into more depth with a list of facts about me, or is it unbearably self-indulgent and narcissistic? What are your thoughts?

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