The 34th Week

This is my last week at work at the office of RKB. Friday will be the day of goodbye. I countdown the days remaining, I can’t wait the day on which I don’t have to get up to go to work, to lay low in the traffic jams during the rushing hours, as against I have to get up for the reason of other things, for somebody else. In a little while. It’s a mistake to believe that I didn’t like my work, I loved it. But it’s time to leave. On one hand because of me and my baby, on the other hand because changes begin at the company not in the right direction, as I see. Our direct boss (hierarchically right under the 3 owners) broke the news to me and my colleague exactly two weeks ago that he gave in his notice on that day. Following day he said that he leaves in two days time, the owners had disregarded from the period of notice. We were completely shocked. He was a stable point of the company, his work was thorough and conscientious, worked with great accuracy, he was a perfectionist, thought of everything, nothing escaped his attention. Everybody thought that he would had been the last person who would left the ”boat”. It was a great surprise for everyone. A question was raised in most people: is the boat sinking? Maybe yes, it is. If it doesn’t fall till now, it will from this time forth – think many of us. Our boss didn’t let us know what was the real reason of his decision but it’s a fact that he had to deal with such a things (finances) a lot which were not his duty at all. We were so sorry, we got on well with him, we could collaborate very well. When I got the office early in the morning he was already in. When I left the office late in the afternoon he was still there. We miss him very much. The owners are not planning to make the vacancy filled, they rather reorganize. This is what terrifies everyone. Those people are rising who are uncompetent, talentless, are without abilities. And we don’t understand why. I’m selfish and I say that I’m glad that the things happened in this way. I mean I’m happy that our boss didn’t leave earlier, we leave RKB almost at the same time. People say that every beginning is difficult, I say the end is similarly difficult, often tearful. I liked this company, I wouldn’t wish a better one, I had a very good two years here and I feel bad about leaving it irrevocably but I think I won’t work at RKB any more. This idea presents itself for a long while, it’s not correlate with the current events. I have other plans beyond RKB. And I’m very happy that it won’t be so painful in the circumstances. During the last two weeks I’m busy with training the new girl for playing my role in the future.

The 33rd Week

Flower carpet was on view on Sunday. It was a really hot morning, the boys were fussy. The fair-ground wasn’t as large as usual but I didn’t omit to buy my rosary. We managed to persuade my father to drive to Szentendre to the Skanzen in that afternoon. It was my mother’s idea. Traffic jam and searing sun were ordeals. In the evening we ate BBQ by favour of my father and tried to denominate the BabyBoy.

The 31st Week

The baby boy’s figured weight on 30th May: 1883 grammes, which is relevant to its period in the doctor’s opinion
Umbilical cord blood harvesting: nowadays we have some things in our mind like stem cells, auto-transplant preparation, its utilization and opportunity. Childbirth is an unrepeatable opportunity for auto-transplant preparation. As placental blood, which is otherwise destroyed together with placenta, contains stem cells. These could be used for transplant in the case of severe disease of a child. He may never use its transplant but at a critical moment it can save his life. That’s why they say: ”Give the life to your child twice!” I’m busy with selecting the most competent company whose service is based on processing and storage of stem stells to be available whenever needed and whose price is the most reasonable. Up to now, a Slovak company proves to be the most competitive.
Fruits: it’s summer season which means that I can abound among the most relishable fruits like peach, melon, cherry, in a while apricot, etc… At our weekend house we picked cherry again. This is the late type and it’s bigger and scrunchier. The tree is full of cherry – every single sticks – we hardly afford to pick. As you can see on the picture rightward I ate a lot! (To tell you the truth my stomach is much smaller in the mornings. My weight is invariably 68 kilogrammes.)