I ventured further into the demi-monde
of moms the other night by attending the first meeting of a mommies’ group. We are all due around the same time – late March to early May – and all first-timers. I’m the only one living in the District, but several work in town and one other participant is also registered at GW (midwifery service, not OB like me). I was the oldest though two others were 35+. All “office moms” (because all moms work, right?) and our conversation was dominated by child care options. I was reminded of the friendly, competitive atmosphere of the tennis team I belonged to. One woman is a lawyer in a small firm and the first to negotiate all the maternity stuff…so glad I’m in a more established workplace. I’m sure schadenfraude
will return to bite me where it counts but I did feel a little smug and accomplished with my neat yellow notebook and matching pen.
OK, here is the schadenfraude
: Pre-natal yoga continues to be a tortuous experience. In a way I'm glad I have the mommies group because the other yoga classmates are not very friendly. The instructor is great, I'm just not a yoga person regardless of pregnancy. And my two top choices for doula are not available. I have three phone interviews lined up next week. I really hope this is finalized before the end of the year; I'm worried because as time goes on the choices become more and more limited. My second top choice told me that she's *just* got booked for April so now it's on to the next candidate.
In work news I've been pulled into the extended Burma team, which was pretty cool, i.e. visit by POTUS
. Normally I don't work on Asia issues but my counterparts who do were already on overseas trips so I got the job. On the other hand I had to do a mini-crash course on Burmese agriculture. You can guess: lots of rice.