I Love My Job....I Love My Job......I Love My Job

The end of yet another month and no time to breathe.......no rest for the weary. I work in the Accounts Receivable department of an international uniform company. Luckily, times being what they are, there is no shortage of people to call and ask for payment. Unfortunately, times being what they are, it seems fewer and fewer of those people have the funds to shut me up. Not only do I already have plenty of people to call, but now I have a whole new group of customers to call. Nothing like job security......in a time like this, right?

Mind you, while I love the partners with whom I work and I enjoy the company for whom I work, this would not be my "career" of choice. Numbers hold my attention just long enough to get the bills paid. :-) How many of you feel the same way??

No...crunching numbers and hounding people for money is NOT in any way my career choice. Mom.....now there is THE job title I have ALWAYS wanted. There is no sweeter sound than a child calling out for mommy. Now that we are truly in the "waiting/finding" phase of adoption, we greatly anticipate the day when we will be called mommy and daddy. Not only is that the best job ever, but you never get to retire and you always have job security. In adition to that, the benefits do not compare to any other benefits I know of. Plus the pay and bonuses are mile above the rest.

Maybe then I really will love my job. LOL :-)

The Dream Becomes Reality

We have known from the time we were dating/engaged that adoption would be our future way of expanding our family. When my mom decided to share her inheritance with us kids, the dream...the future....became the reality....the now. It started as a normal evening at my parents' house, on a weekend. Jake had run home to get something, when mom came into her living room, handed my brother a small rectangle of paper, told him it was for his moving fund. She came over to me, handed me a similar rectangle of paper and told me this was for our Baby Fund. Our parents have always been incredibly supportive of the idea of adoption, but this was more then I had even hoped for. Who would imagine this small, seemingly insignificant piece of paper would forever change our lives? I saw the number and immediately erupted into tears. Long hugs were exchanged and many thanks were given.

When Jake came back to my parents house, I took him aside, into mom's office and told him I had to ask for a favor. he could tell I had been crying and was rapidly becoming concerned. I held up the paper, writing side toward him and asked him to please deposit this gift into our Baby Account. He looked at it briefly and said, "OK."

I asked him if he looked at the amount, he looked a bit closer and tears came to his eyes. Our eyes locked, tears were shed, hugs and kisses given.....and those wonderful words said, "You're going to be a daddy." Our dream had become reality in a major way.

Thank you mom and dad.
~Cathi