Secondly, because of said financial trouble and now the news that two of my daycare kids are leaving on the 19th which leaves a vacancy in finances (!!!!), I went and got a part-time job at Toys R Us for the holiday season. It was supposed to give us EXTRA finances but instead it will supplement what I will be losing with those two daycare kids (unless I get new kids, but not getting any seekers at the moment). Today I finished my first night of training and actually am very excited for working out of the house and in a fun environment. PLUS, I get a 10% discount and can "shop" for gifts for my kids while I am working. There is potential to stay on part-time even after the Holiday season, so we will see how it goes. On a side note, I am also applying for a part time job at the church where I can work mostly from home as an Outreach Person. They got a grant to hire someone and I'd be working directly with the Pastor and the Church Secretary and that would be cool. Plus I have prayed very hard about it and feel that God is pulling me in that direction, so I am going to fill out an application and see what happens. That position wouldn't start until Jan. 1, but the idea of being involved in the Church at a deeper level, gets me very excited! So pray for me too.
Ok....on to the thoughts at hand. Since most of my readers are women I am guessing, you should know immediately what the title of this post should mean. If you don't then you have never watched the blessed movie 'Beaches' and therefore might not be a real woman after all. Shame on you. Again back to my financial troubles as of late...
About a month and a half ago I was minding my business when suddenly I felt this sharp poke under my armpit. I reached into my armpit to find that the underwire of my nursing bra (spit angrily at the thought of this type of bra because with four kids I have yet to find one that lasts or is comfortable) had poked through the top and was now stabbing me painfully in the armpit. The best I could do was slide it back into the hole because I didn't have money to buy a new bra. So since that time I have gotten in that habit of sliding the underwire back into the bra because for almost two months I have NOT had the money to buy myself a new bra. But I had had it with the poking and now it was worse cause the hole had stretched out and was harder to stay put. So I found a small safety pin to try and pin the hole closed (worked for about half a day). So now I have a holey, safety pinned bra.
Then on Friday I couldn't stand it anymore (if you haven't noticed I only have one nursing bra left - this is why it is so perturbing), and swore I was going to get a new one when Tony got paid on Friday. So I went about my business and went to dinner with a friend at Olive Garden. Nearing the end of dinner I reached down to get my cell phone to see if Tony had called and I felt this pinch under the OTHER side of my bra. This time I quickly learned that the underwire on the other side of the bra had snapped in half. That meant I absolutely with out a doubt had to buy a new bra the very next day. So now I had a holey, safety pinned and broken underwire bra. What a sad state of affairs! The things us women do to support our families. If I didn't have size 42 DD bra at the moment and wouldn't scare half of the world with my flapping boobs sticking to my stomach, then I would have said to heck with it and thrown it to the wind and let it all hang out. BUT I thought that'd be a bit too much for the world. :)
So I am happy to announce that on Saturday I finally bought myself two new nursing bras that are semi-comfortable, but I am comforted by the thought that Tess will be 10 months old this Friday and I never nurse my kids past 12 months, so hopefully these bras will last these last two months. Don't get me wrong, breastfeeding has been one of my favorite moments of parenthood with each of my children and I am pro-breastfeeding all the way. I would have NEVER done it any other way. But now that I am done with babies and Tess is so close to the end of this stage of her life, I am excited for our new adventures where I am not tied down to a nursing kiddo and I can actually leave all four of my kids somewhere for more than a few hours at a time.
