Hello bloglets,

I have decided to reenter the world of the online blog for a couple of reasons:

1. firstly, because much has happened in the life of little h, and I feel the need to vent, gush, exclaim etc etc; &

2. I was asked to do so, which to me is the most wonderful compliment!!! People actually want to read my ramblings.

So, how to summarise my life without getting RSI? Months have passed and if this was a movie, pages would flutter off a calendar, leaves on trees would brown, snow would fall, blossoms would burst and birds would sing… yes, I have been a slack arse, but the fact is that I have been too busy living life to record it, which I guess is a positive?

So, dear bloglets when I last wrote I was working in a firm doing conveyancing and not much else, I had earnt the measly sum of $2000 for two months, and although I loved my boss and the work I was doing (not to mention all the lovely macedonian food! — Burek breaks!) It wasn’t filling the coppers, so to speak. One day, I just get this call, a firm in the city is hiring, did I want to come in? Feeling guilty as sin, I agreed to go to the firm for an interview after work, did the interview and snared the job, only problem was my new boss wanted an immediate start (such is the cutthroat world of law methinks). I told my old boss the next day, and promptly burst into tears. I LOVE my old boss. He is so lovely! He was hugging me even as I was saying I was leaving. Anyway, I haggled three days off the new employers since I felt I owed it to my old boss, and set off on a new adventure in a bright, shiny city firm…..

My new firm is right in the middle of the city, you can literally see major landmarks outside my window - I have a window because I am one of the most highly qualified people there - such is the corporate world when a windowseat is a prime location! I have been officially dubbed “agent h”. My job involves getting instructions from other firms at the last minute about court hearings that they can’t do and doing it for them at the last minute. I do every court and every kind of matter.

It is very difficult to describe the conditions I work in accurately. I literally get instructions scribbled on a sheet of paper handed to me as I am running to a different court, and I mean running! I do about 7 court appearences per day, and they can vary from in-and-out in 5 minutes ones to ones that can last 3 hours. I’m always running om adrenaline to the point where if I stop, I feel surreal! I work crazy hours with a group of equally crazy co-workers. I do some standard solicitor casework, but 90% of the work is agency.

So, you are probably thinking — that sounds horrible! Why would little h do this? Well, one reason is that it is a way to fast track legal experience. Most baby lawyers aren’t allowed near courtrooms, and if they see inside one in their first year they are grateful. Contrast this with the fact that I have done over 300 appearances already in 3 months. I get to do amazing networking - I’m always talking to other solicitors, barristers and court staff and my name is out there - I have been head hunted a few times too! The money is decent as well, which helps and I get to be centre of attention, which i have realised appeals to me quite alot!

I don’t know how long I will do it for, or how long I will be able to hack it, agency has a time limit because it really knocks you around. Somedays you feel crap and you just have to drag yourself to work and do it. Because you have no structure in your day, planning things like lunches with people is a nightmare and you can literally still be at work at 7.30 pm. I have to go into work by 8 at the latest to prepare for the 9.00am court matters too, so I am usually bedwards at 9.30pm at night so I can get enough sleep. I don’t exercise enough, eat well or regularly enough, or clean the house enough and it’s been only about 3 weeks since I have been able to face brekky in the morning because of butterflies and nasty morning bouts of upset tummies (and I mean really upset!).

So now with the new job and decent salary I have entered the adult world of high finance. We have updated our credit card and are arranging an appointment with a financial planner, we have got health insurance and are planning a UK holiday at the end of the year, and perhapes the most important thing is that little h, the author of “ovary blues” is officially off the pill in preparation for starting a little h family!

So, what made me change my mind? I guess people would be thinking that I would be even more in the corporate world  with the new job, but turning 26 was somewhat of a milestone for me, and made me reassess things a bit. I realised that I want to be a mummy and I would like to be one sooner rather than later. I am not looking forward to doing the whole “corporate mummy” thing, but I think it will be a necessity. With a career like mine, long times away can make your skills obsolete, and you really need to keep current. Also in all honesty the idea of staying home for years with a child terrifies me. I can’t even spend a day in the house without going nuts, and I am morbidly afraid of having less money for a long period of time… so now I am potentially faced with the “career woman/mother guilt conundrum” — on the plus side I have a great partner who is willing to take paternity leave and be a house hubby!

D day, or should I say B day (b for baby) is 27 October. That’s the day that we start officially trying. I know, how very guppy to plan it like that, but it’s actually practical — take note broody people, health insurance does not provide obstetrics (baby services) until you have been a member for 12 months. Personally, I wanted to have my baby in a private hospital with all the trimmings, and that is why we have to wait, so for the time being it is no pill for h (get my system in check) and not much fun for h’s hubby (or h who hates latex) until the 27th.

Mmmm… okay attention span is waning now, and I have a girly mag waiting for me. I am going to sign off bloglings but will write again soon, as I have only touched the tip of the little h adventures iceberg. Maybe I might do some more humourous stuff next time rather than factual???

little h x