Today is my last day where I'm part of the full time / mommy workforce. It's exciting, bittersweet, and terrifying all at the same time.
It's always been the goal to stay at home with my kiddos. When JP was born, we lived in a tiny house in a yucky neighborhood and I was resigned to the fact that I would have to work for us to afford a bigger house in a better part of town.
Since we have moved to our new house, more than ever I knew I would be the one to continue working. Matt would eventually quit his job at the bank to pastor the church exclusively and we would need my income and insurance.
I don't think it's completely hit me that after today, I'm a homemaker. I'm the person that cares for the kids, maintains the house and makes sure that dinner is ready when Matt gets home.
I'll also have a ton more time to give attention to my church responsibilities, which have been falling to the wayside. There are only so many hours in the day!
So... Stay tuned for adventures of stay at home motherhood!
I was sooooooooo done with yesterday. After a pretty cranky day, I decided that I wanted fried rice for dinner. So I jumped onto the website for an Asian restaurant down the street from our house (they also deliver, cause I was feeling super extra lazy) and order some house fried rice, and a few things for my husband. I got an order confirmation email right away. So we wait. ...and wait. ...and wait. ...and wait some more. 45 minutes tick by, then an hour. I go back to the website to grab a phone # to make sure our order will get here before the place closes. That's when i see they aren't even open on saturdays. *dramatic music* *falls to knees and shakes fist at the sky while simultaneously bursting into tears* NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!! So i warmed up some squash and ate some refrigerator candy... which was good, but not what my uterus... er.... belly wanted. So, i set out to make some myself. At first it just started...
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