Ch, Ch, Changes

We are into the swing of things as far as our routine with me going back to work. Henry's little personality and self-will are coming out. I've put some cute videos of him below. I was telling my mom, Nana, about Henry's latest thing...tantrums. Every night when Jared and I get home, he demands our attention for the first 10-15 minutes. I caught one on video, per Nana's request. Turn your volume down if you don't want to hear the crying...or just don't watch it at all! ;-) I will say, however, there's a funny part towards the end! Jared and I are learning the balance of letting him cry it out, so as to teach Henry that he will not get his way all the time or playing with him, as our time is VASTLY limited these days.

We took Henry to the pool last Saturday for the first time. Poor guy was terrified. Jared took him and plopped him down in the baby pool and sat beside him. Henry's just like his mama and daddy...he HATES being cold! Bless his little heart, he made noises and his entire body started shaking! It was sad. Jared scooped him and tried to comfort him. Then I took him and jumped in the big pool (no, I didn't dunk him!). He was clinging to me, practically clawing me. Any time I want to snuggle, I'm going to take Henry to the pool. I took him on Sunday afternoon by myself, then the whole family went again Sunday evening. Henry's definitely warming to the idea of the pool. We managed to get a few laughs and smiles out of him by the 3rd time around. :-) Here are some pics of our water-baby. (please notice Jared's dark tan)

Jared also took Henry to the dr. for his 9 month check up this Thursday. No shots! Henry weighs in at a whopping 17 lbs 13 oz. (30th percentile) and 29 1/2 in tall (90th percentile). He's doing well but needs to eat more.

Votes are in 14:1!

The voting results say that you want to hear the details of the process of my new job and how God was in every moment. I know it’s a lot, but here you are…

First know that upon receiving the news that my position had been eliminated with Pfizer, I was deeply saddened. I thoroughly respected and admired my manager at the time and learned MUCH from him in a short amount of time. So, I took some time to be with Henry to enjoy his infancy.

In February I attended an invitation-only lunch meeting for displaced Pfizer reps. There I met a woman named Jude (pronounced Judy) Wardle. She is currently a District Manager for Pfizer. I’ve been keeping up with her during this transition. Keep this in mind, it will matter later…

I applied to this Hospice Company a while ago. To be honest, I don’t even remember when. A recruiter named Lori from Vitas called one Thursday to see if I was still interested/available in the position. After confirming that I was both interested and available, she set up a phone interview. She called and the interview was going really well, but I heard a baby cooing in the background. She apologized and began describing for me that her baby sitter was sick, so her daughter was home with her today. I then explained why the time from 1-3 was the best time to call…Henry’s nap time. One thing led to another and we started “mommy talk”, and I found out that her daughter was born 4 days after Henry! To say the least, we became fast friends. She said she didn’t want to wait to tell me, but that I’d moved onto the next level of a face-to-face interview. She said she’d let me know the time and day for that interview. I followed up with her appropriately on Friday and Monday. When she called on Tuesday, she explained that the manager had interviewed 3 other candidates and was probably going to fill the position with one of them; the main reason being that they had hospital experience. Upset with the news, I asked her to please keep me in mind if another position came up or if things didn’t work out.

The next day, I got a voicemail from Jude Wardle saying that she had spoken with Jack Reilly about my resume, potential job opportunity, and gave a wonderful reference. I called her back immediately, thanked her, and explained that I was grateful for the reference but I had no idea who Jack Reilly was. Later in the afternoon, Lori (Vitas recruiter) called and said that the 3 candidates were still in the mix but that I was wanted to interview face-to-face. She said that a man named Jack Reilly may be there!!! So I told her the story of my friend giving me the good reference.

I interviewed with my now manager – but still no Jack Reilly - , it went well, and she moved me to the next level. The next interview was set up for Thursday afternoon after another interview I had with a pharmaceutical company. I do not suggest 2 interviews in one day! I sat in the interview with my new manager, Jack Reilly, and another General Manager. Jack did most of the talking/questioning. It was a really difficult interview! He didn’t let me know for a second if he liked or disliked me. I mean, wouldn’t even crack!!! I walked out of that interview like, “What just happened?!?!” That night Jude Wardle called me at 8:00 to tell me that she and Jack had been talking about me for the last 45 minutes. She said that she didn’t know what I said but Jack was VERY impressed and said that I was a girl that knew what she wanted and will go places. She felt congratulations were in order. Tuesday morning after Memorial Day I was offered the position. Pay, benefits, flexibility…it was ALL there! So, I enjoyed EVERY minute of my last week at home with Doodle and started back in the workplace on Monday, June 1st.

God had this job for me and me only! He orchestrated every move, every thought, every question, and every answer. I know that God, in His infinite wisdom, worked all of these pieces of the puzzle of my life into His plan for me…Jeremiah 29:11.

Workin' Hard for the money!

OK, so when I title this post, I couldn't help but think of Kris Allen's version of that song! Love him! Sorry, back to business...

I accepted a job last week and began working on Monday. I am working for VITAS Innovative Hospice Service. I'll be visiting hospitals to educate physicians, nurses, and social workers to help patients transition to death. Sounds depressing but it actually isn't. Providing peace for a family and/or patient during such a difficult transition is a gift. (So in a way, I'm selling a gift!) I will sell the service that my company provides patients and their families. Some of my new territory is vastly different, and I'll also have some of my previous territory from my pharmaceutical job. I'm going through orientation this week and shadowing people with different aspects that our company provides. God, of course, provided every step of this...Without going into much detail things were arranged by the hand of God (vote on the right if you want to hear the details of the story).

Andrea is taking care of Henry, which is a great comfort to us. On Monday when I went to drop him off I cried. I was just going through so many changes (1. contemplating a new car purchase 2. new job 3. breast milk has decided to start drying up - starting taking an herbal supplement today, we'll see how that goes 4. oh yeah, leaving Henry to begin a new career). Andrea just doesn't do tears, but she handled it beautifully. I hopped in the car and called Tiffany...She picked up and I said with tears, "I need a pep talk!" (I'm pretty sure only dogs could hear my pitch!) She gave a pep talk, and then we gabbed for a bit. Thanks friends!

We decided to purchase another vehicle! I'm excited about it. It's a 2009 Hyundai Sonata. After research, I'm proud to quote one of the reviews, "Hyundai built a better Camry than Toyota," which is good because we were considering a Camry or Accord. I wish I knew how to hyperlink, but here's the review if you want to read it! http://www.edmunds.com/hyundai/sonata/2009/review.html We went on Saturday to test drive it. I couldn't decide on what to do. They let us drive it over the weekend to "help" our decision. We took it in on Monday, and after asking a few demands, we bought it! Woo-hoo!

Below are some older pictures of Doodle...I kiss him much more often these days! It's probably a bit annoying.