Last evening, I was volunteering at Mott Children's Hospital. The Mott Family Network is a volunteer project (completely volunteer: all time, hardware, administration, and software are donated) to put a useable computer in every patient room in the children's hospital. There were two others working last night, and we are almost finished with the whole place. It was nice working on a hands'-on project: running the cables, using the wire-snips, even re-mounting the lock-down cage for one of them.
It was also nice, even restful, to be around the other two women, both married, and hear them talking about work, and kids, and lives that are very different from mine. They advised not having kids late in life, which didn't bother me. They loved being mothers, and advised being stay-at-home parents. They talked about careers they would have chosen if they were not in IT. Listening to them fulfilled some need I had for input from other women, I think. Even straight women! Something I haven't even gotten from my TTC group, maybe because I've known them for less than a year. I've known these women, one for 4 years, one for 6.
And then I went home and re-worked my budget to figure in my new monthly increase (3%! Much higher than expected from the governor's projections!) and my new monthly expenditures for therapy (12%!) and drum class. Well, I do feel better for doing that, but the news could have been better. I have no idea how I expect to be able to afford a child alone.
But I do feel better. I feel like somewhere, in all of that, I took care of myself. Even though I *gasp* didn't run last night!
It was also nice, even restful, to be around the other two women, both married, and hear them talking about work, and kids, and lives that are very different from mine. They advised not having kids late in life, which didn't bother me. They loved being mothers, and advised being stay-at-home parents. They talked about careers they would have chosen if they were not in IT. Listening to them fulfilled some need I had for input from other women, I think. Even straight women! Something I haven't even gotten from my TTC group, maybe because I've known them for less than a year. I've known these women, one for 4 years, one for 6.
And then I went home and re-worked my budget to figure in my new monthly increase (3%! Much higher than expected from the governor's projections!) and my new monthly expenditures for therapy (12%!) and drum class. Well, I do feel better for doing that, but the news could have been better. I have no idea how I expect to be able to afford a child alone.
But I do feel better. I feel like somewhere, in all of that, I took care of myself. Even though I *gasp* didn't run last night!