To which we have answered: yes.
When I started midwifery school at Frontier, the plan was originally for me to do my clinicals back in the midwest, most likely at the birth center in Wisconsin close to where Matt grew up. (This is not to be confused with the original plan, which brought us out here, which was to live in DC so I could attend law school, or the subsequent plan, which was to live in Reston and I would attend Shenandoah. Or the plan in which we never intended to have children, or the one in which we planned to have them after I finished grad school. We're on plan C or D or F or X by now...) Our current lease is up in February 2010 and I will most likely (though again, the best laid plans...) start midwifery clinicals sometime that spring. It seemed like a good time to plan to move back closer to our families of origin.
But, as seems to happen so often with us, things haven't really worked out that way. I haven't been able to get any kind of commitment from that birth center, and our attempts to find promising-looking jobs in that area haven't yielded much. We've concluded that in this economy, even a nursing job (particularly a flexible, hourly, labor and delivery nursing job) isn't going to be easy to find either, especially as I will come with the restrictions of school and motherhood firmly attached to me.
The more we thought about it and talked about it and prayed about it, the more it seemed like something was telling us to stay put for awhile. Not that this is something we're especially good at. And technically, we're actually not staying put: one of the factors that made us feel most like staying in Reston was a giant open door was the fact that our landlords let us know that due to the down economy, we could move into a 2-bedroom apartment for less than we're currently paying for a one-bedroom. Well, boy, that's a no-brainer. We had already begun to feel extremely crowded by all of the things we'd been fortunate enough to acquire for the baby, and having a whole extra room to put them in seemed almost too good to be true.
So the plan is to move to a bigger apartment. In less than a month. And do my clinicals somewhere around here, which means we'll likely be Restonians until at least the end of 2010. After that...who knows?
Certainly not us.
When I started midwifery school at Frontier, the plan was originally for me to do my clinicals back in the midwest, most likely at the birth center in Wisconsin close to where Matt grew up. (This is not to be confused with the original plan, which brought us out here, which was to live in DC so I could attend law school, or the subsequent plan, which was to live in Reston and I would attend Shenandoah. Or the plan in which we never intended to have children, or the one in which we planned to have them after I finished grad school. We're on plan C or D or F or X by now...) Our current lease is up in February 2010 and I will most likely (though again, the best laid plans...) start midwifery clinicals sometime that spring. It seemed like a good time to plan to move back closer to our families of origin.
But, as seems to happen so often with us, things haven't really worked out that way. I haven't been able to get any kind of commitment from that birth center, and our attempts to find promising-looking jobs in that area haven't yielded much. We've concluded that in this economy, even a nursing job (particularly a flexible, hourly, labor and delivery nursing job) isn't going to be easy to find either, especially as I will come with the restrictions of school and motherhood firmly attached to me.
The more we thought about it and talked about it and prayed about it, the more it seemed like something was telling us to stay put for awhile. Not that this is something we're especially good at. And technically, we're actually not staying put: one of the factors that made us feel most like staying in Reston was a giant open door was the fact that our landlords let us know that due to the down economy, we could move into a 2-bedroom apartment for less than we're currently paying for a one-bedroom. Well, boy, that's a no-brainer. We had already begun to feel extremely crowded by all of the things we'd been fortunate enough to acquire for the baby, and having a whole extra room to put them in seemed almost too good to be true.
So the plan is to move to a bigger apartment. In less than a month. And do my clinicals somewhere around here, which means we'll likely be Restonians until at least the end of 2010. After that...who knows?
Certainly not us.
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