It began when you were very small,

No other source of food at all,

every hour, sometimes less,

you would suckle at my breast.

♥

Everywhere we went they’d smile

supportive of us all the while,

You were young and cute and small

of course I breastfed, after all.

♥

Strangers told me they were proud

in voices strident, voices loud,

that I chose to bare my breast.

They told me it was for the best.

♥

Now that you walk, and run, and play,

our nursing support has become dismay!

Though you are still a babe to me

a big kid and breasts is all they see.

♥

Despite the heads that shake away

We still nurse all night and day!

You are still my little one,

we will nurse until you’re done.

♥

(Support breastfeeding, celebrate World Breastfeeding Week!)

(Also posted on API Speaks)

That is the sound I hear after submitting my resume to dozens of potential law firms.

There have been no responses that I can call positive, since there have been no responses at all! I have had plenty of leads that lead nowhere, and tons of time put into trolling the job sites for postings that may or may not lead to more nowhere.

Worst of all, the money from my last case is dwindling, the next case I take will not pay for a long time.

How does one start a law practice without entering bankruptcy or selling half naked pictures of themselves on the internet? (Not that my post-baby body would earn as much as my pre-baby body, but hey, someone out there has to have a stretch mark fetish.)

What makes me the most nervous is that I have only submitted about 20-25 resumes. My significantly more experienced friend submitted over 100, and from those, only received 11 interviews. Ha ha HA!!

So, I submit 80 more resumes, and then maybe I will get a phone call? Ugh, I have educated myself out of the workforce people, it was easier for me to find work when I didn’t have a law degree.

Guess all I can do now is…. go back to school.