On Monday, I begin training for my new job at Vangent. Surprisingly to me, I have mixed feelings about this.
Don’t get me wrong; I’m still very, very happy to have a job again, and I’m looking forward to the opportunity to do my best, and prove to myself and others that I am a hard-working, good employee. In this economy, I’m ecstatic and know how lucky and blessed I am to have found work again.
But at the same time, I’m saddened by the fact that I’ll no longer be at home with Azrael and Jordan all day. This summer and fall have been wonderful; I’ve enjoyed and still enjoy the time I have with them. I’ve gotten to watch Jordan go from being a little five-month-old who needed assistance everywhere, to being a spry 10-month-old who crawls (and speedily, too), sits up on her own and loves to get her own toys down from the shelves in the living room. She eats a variety of baby foods, loves blocks, playing with Azrael and being tickled, and has a beautiful smile, complete with two wee teeth.
I’m going to miss getting to spend all day with the girls, but this life needs money to make things go, and I want them to have the best life possible. (This does not mean the cushiest. I believe in moderation, temperance. If we don’t need it, we don’t need it.) And for that, I need to return to work.
I believe that the best way to do things is to do them for the glory of God. I don’t always do so, but I am learning and trying to improve every day. I will apply this philosophy to my new employment with Vangent.
I want to be the best Laura I can be. With God, I can.
I’m still going to miss being at home all day, though.