According to the U.S. Census Bureau, in 2009 55% of mothers (including those with infants) were out in the workforce. So, I guess you can now consider me one of the majority. Yesterday, I was offered the fantastic position of the Director of Admissions/Marketing and PR at the Jewish day school in Cherry Hill. I am so, so excited!

This gig is exactly the sugue out of teaching that I’ve been looking for. I will still be working in a school, but instead of teaching I’ll be writing newsletters, planning publicity events, giving tours of the school, interviewing kids and parents and trying to build up awareness of the Cherry Hill community along with the school itself. See, the idea is, get people excited about the town so they’ll want to move there and send their kids to the school. Since my middle name is “Shmooze”, let’s say this job is a perfect fit. Plus, since it’s only 3 days a week, I’ll still have time to write. So no worries, my dear readers; the entertainment doesn’t stop just because Reezie got a job.

Now that I am gainfully employed, the race is on to get packed up and shipped out of the Cape House. Our lease will start around July 15th, which gives us a little over a week. It’s going to be wild, but I know we’ll pull it off. People from CH are already calling and asking how they can help, which makes me really happy. The worst thing is to move to a new place incognito, feeling like your only companions are the carboard boxes you hauled with you.

As part of my new gig, I’ll be attending a conference in Boston for a couple of days in August, thrusting me from the get-go into the standard Working Mom dilemma: childcare. Who will watch the kiddies? Should I start Kivi on a bottle now? Formula or pumping (for the record, I hate hate hate pumping; it makes me feel like a dairy cow)? If anyone has any suggestions, let me know.