tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398826425080805683.post3281079663392820433..comments2024-02-19T05:16:19.517-05:00Comments on So Dear and Yet So Far: PrioritiesSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03812637630030228124noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398826425080805683.post-62883285953052094812008-07-29T14:29:00.000-04:002008-07-29T14:29:00.000-04:00I hate people with entitlement issues. The funny t...I hate people with entitlement issues. The funny thing is they didn't seem to bother me so much when I was one of those people. Perspective. Ha.c.https://www.blogger.com/profile/02933776400434137451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398826425080805683.post-88695406143971920722008-07-28T10:12:00.000-04:002008-07-28T10:12:00.000-04:00i remember feeling that way, too, after my first d...i remember feeling that way, too, after my first daughter's death. i loved my job and my coworkers and my life (etc. etc.) but it was all i could do, for months and months, to see and think and feel and hear and smell and want anything but babies. for me, all that desire mashed up with all that grief was really confounding and disorienting. and i think it played a role in some decisions i made later that i never, ever would have suspected i could make, or would make, or would even consider making.<BR/><BR/>all of which is only to say it's hard to see where this road goes and it might not be possible to fully know how you feel as you walk along it. but if it's the road you want, well, then...we're here for you as you walk along it.<BR/><BR/>--caroleAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398826425080805683.post-87567473902548928952008-07-27T21:04:00.000-04:002008-07-27T21:04:00.000-04:00I will punch a bitch that messes with my friend ST...I will punch a bitch that messes with my friend STE. In her head our out of it. Especially when I could have had much more fun with $60K. I'm thinking of the damage we could do, STE...Aunt Beckyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12146687582842259611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398826425080805683.post-79612849883066186352008-07-27T15:46:00.000-04:002008-07-27T15:46:00.000-04:00we find ourselves thinking the same type of things...we find ourselves thinking the same type of things about our friends and family members.<BR/><BR/>I hate myself for it.Martinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11044403947730363259noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398826425080805683.post-57684038438685536152008-07-27T11:41:00.000-04:002008-07-27T11:41:00.000-04:00I'm having similar struggles with the professional...I'm having similar struggles with the professional life vs. baby thing. The struggle, I guess, is that I'm not struggling. I just want the baby. <BR/><BR/>I couldn't care less about my job right now, and that's not the person I thought I was after all these years of work getting into a profession I absolutely adore. I don't want to turn into a person without professional ambition, but when I look at myself lately, I wonder if it has already happened. Anyway, I hope it helps to know that you're not alone in that. It helped me, reading your account.<BR/><BR/>As for your SIL, ugh. Just ugh.Newthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16517611200405647990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398826425080805683.post-17709185746809088362008-07-27T11:37:00.000-04:002008-07-27T11:37:00.000-04:00I totally get you. I 've got nothing but baby on t...I totally get you. I 've got nothing but baby on the brain. It's amazing I am even employed. As for your SIL, it seems like everyone gets stuck with one like that. It so hard to not slap them!CLChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08030787972960755420noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398826425080805683.post-45696703245294695412008-07-27T09:44:00.000-04:002008-07-27T09:44:00.000-04:00It is so so hard to get past the baby thing... or ...It is so so hard to get past the baby thing... or not even past it, but to be able to focus on other things. I have huge issues with that. Like you, I like all the appointments and schedules. It's easier that way.<BR/><BR/>So sorry about your brother's wife. My gosh. That is an EXPENSIVE wedding! And the hissy fit over the room... good grief!!Nataliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16003334714597731355noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398826425080805683.post-17090539682284354952008-07-27T09:35:00.000-04:002008-07-27T09:35:00.000-04:00You sound just like me! I wrote about my life prio...You sound just like me! I wrote about my life priorities recently on my blog, and while I have a free-ride to get a doctorate degree....I think I'm going to turn it down bc my TOP priority is a baby...and doing the doctorate puts my top priority on hold.<BR/><BR/>As far as other ppl getting pg like it's in the water....it totally sucks, and hurts, and makes me want to punch a hole in the wall. Argh...wth.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398826425080805683.post-22523192221738953862008-07-27T00:13:00.000-04:002008-07-27T00:13:00.000-04:00i simply can't fathom spending that kind of money ...i simply can't fathom spending that kind of money on a party. crazy. <BR/><BR/>I agree with life-work-baby thing is nearly impossible to balance. I wanted nothing more than to leave my job and go on maternity leave and never come back. and I love my job, really. but I wanted to raise my baby more. and sure, eventually I would have craved the reward and stimulation that my career provides, but I'd return to work more for the income. if I could, I'd work only PT on my own schedule, when my kid goes to school. look at me, talking like a would-be mom. and almost doesn't count... <BR/><BR/>follow your heart.lunahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15455301696832647867noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398826425080805683.post-85502331264579255362008-07-26T19:40:00.000-04:002008-07-26T19:40:00.000-04:00Work-life balance in the aftermath is something I ...Work-life balance in the aftermath is something I still haven't figured out. I think it's one of the toughest things, truthfully.<BR/><BR/>And then? What Niobe said. <BR/><BR/>And I was going to leave it alone, but I can't. My sister's wedding was a bit ago, and so the 60K thing is blowing my mind. Also not in a good way.Juliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09745262857388007041noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398826425080805683.post-22262237650832484862008-07-26T19:11:00.000-04:002008-07-26T19:11:00.000-04:00Sigh. I sometimes get tired of the way life seems...Sigh. I sometimes get tired of the way life seems to be so ridiculously unfair. <BR/><BR/>(and $60k? wow. and I don't mean that in a good way)niobehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10685766216611639434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398826425080805683.post-80995262625591536332008-07-26T16:09:00.000-04:002008-07-26T16:09:00.000-04:00I listened to a speaker earlier this year talk abo...I listened to a speaker earlier this year talk about generations and couldn't help but nod enthusiatically when he said the Ys and millenials are in a word.... Entitled.<BR/><BR/>I totally hear you on this creeping into professional life. Occupying our minds when we have plenty to do. <BR/><BR/>Ah the IF road.G$https://www.blogger.com/profile/05010373805685335151noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-398826425080805683.post-2997800683734107602008-07-26T15:32:00.000-04:002008-07-26T15:32:00.000-04:00I'm learning that this is an ok thing to want. Sor...I'm learning that this is an ok thing to want. <BR/><BR/>Sorry about your SIL. Mine is exactly like a potted plant. She concentrates so hard on things, she forgets to breathe. I'd trade you in a heartbeat. Mine is just dumb, not offensive.Mrs. Spithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03386820063407910064noreply@blogger.com