Lawyer training, in many ways, is similar to raising a baby. *cue eye-rolling from billions of parents*

I feel as though I’m raising a baby lawyer – right now I am growing the lawyer I want to become, but that idea-lawyer is still very much a baby and as the progenitor, it’s basically all long days and sleepless nights and a lot of poopy diapers to clean up. Endless poopy diapers. Just non-stop.

And then once in a while the law-baby does something amazing (or rather, I find an absolutely fascinating facet of the law that leaves me marvelling at it for a while) and it’s like that moment when your baby smiles at you. This is my law-baby smiling at me.

And I hope that someday the poopy diapers will decrease and eventually stop, and there will be more smiles, and the law-baby will grow to the point of being somewhat independent and I’ll know all the slogging would have been worth it.

But right now, it’s just poopy diapers and it’s just something I’ll have to deal with in the process of raising (becoming) a lawyer I can be proud of.