Saturday, January 16, 2010

Chiropractic, I'm Back

(Excuse the pun...)

My three and half months of maternity leave are now officially over, and by Israeli law, I am allowed to start working and making money. Which is a very good thing, as I checked the balance in my account last week and realized that the maternity leave payments ran out a long time ago, and that my Visa bill this month is much bigger than I remembered.

To be honest, for the first time since Raphaela was born, I have entered a state of panic about money. I want to work the minimum hours necessary in order to pay the bills and leave some breathing room, without losing time with my child. As everyone continually reminds me, "She will only be a baby once."

I am not sure that the working schedule I have devised fulfills that criteria, and while I had no problem dipping into my savings fund during my maternity leave, that account will not last forever.

This particularly becomes an issue this week, with Raphaela making every indication that she will roll over for the first time, any day now. She has arrived at a place of comfort on her side, she pulls herself over and hangs out on the precipice, waiting to decide that the moment is right to purposely and proudly roll onto her stomach. It would kill me to get an excited call from the caretaker, knowing that a stranger - albeit a caring one - had the privilege of seeing that milestone while I was taking care of patients.


Sissi's Blog said...

Just wanted to say I stumbled upon your blog late last night (or was it early this morning?) and I absolutely love it! Truly inspirational - and often chuckleworthy!

Be good to yourself,


Sarah said...

The trick is to get a caretaker who has the tact not to tell you when you've missed a milestone.