For those of you that didn’t know, today happened to be “Take Our Daughters and Sons to Work” Day. Yet again, nothing says “Hey! Look at me!! I’m Childless!!!” whenever someone asked me why I didn’t bring my child with me today.
Uh. Perhaps because the ones I do have are the four-legged variety? And somehow, I can’t see them allowing me to bring my fur-babies in.
Lucky (or unlucky, depends how you look at it) for me, I’ve been extremely swamped at work. I’ve been doing 10-hr days / 4 days a week for well over 3 years now … and I must say that this is the first time I’ve ever wanted to work five 10-hr days in a row. That’s how much crap I have to do.
But don’t you worry (as if!), because I’m not that stupid dumb dimwitted brain dead to realize that I could work an extra day … but since I wouldn’t get paid (or otherwise compensated) for working above and beyond what I am paid to do … I say, “The hell with that! I’m gonna enjoy my three-day weekend!”
So really, the whole “kids at work” thingy didn’t bother me so much today. Seeing as I was either: a) attending my ba-zillionth meeting this week, b) chained to my corner of the world that my company designates as “my desk,” or c) hiding in my manager’s office (or under my desk) trying to sneak a few moments of blissful ignorance as to what was piling up on top of my desk.
In any case, I know that I can’t just hide forever. After all, even though infertility and being childless is currently a big part of my life … for the rest of the world (or at least the other 92% of the population), having children and raising them is always going to be a big part of their lives.
And as Monty Python would say … “And now for something completely different …”
Happy Birthday to you, Dad!!
I am so very grateful for having you as my father.
Not a day goes by that I don’t thank my lucky stars that you’re still with us today.
It’s been a rough few months, but I have every faith in you
that you will continue to get stronger.
Love and Forever,
Your L’il Punkin