NaBloPoMo Friday

NaBloPoMo November 2013
Hello everyone! If you're a blogger, then you know what I mean when I say Happy NaBloPoMo! In honor of NaBloPoMo, I decided to take Friday's of this month to do a little prompt writing.  BlogHer has a pretty good list of prompts for this month, so I'll be choosing from there.





How do you feel about the first blog post you ever wrote?

*looking up first blog post*.......

*cringing*

*taking a deep breath*....

Okay, so, my first blog post was written May 9, 2012 and you can find it here for your viewing pleasure.

It's kind of an interesting read now almost a year and a half later.  I was freaking out over something that is now what I have come to know.  I didn't get the teaching job that I dreamed of and I became a stay-at-home mom.

I'm just going to say it:  That was the biggest 180 my life had ever taken.

For the first time in eleven years, I had to stop everything that I had known. There were no jobs to apply for, there were no papers to write, and there were no lesson plans to fine tune for the next days lesson.  It was just me, my degree on the wall, and a baby.

It was a very hard smack in the face that came with a very painful transition period.  There were days that were so hard I didn't know how I was going to do it all again the next day without breaking down.

Some days, I did breakdown.

It took a lot of growing pains to get to where I am today.  While the days are still hard sometimes (because that's just called parenting) and there are nights that I fall into bed and don't move until the next morning, I am better at this stay at home mom thing now.

So, while my days still consist of dirty diapers and cartoons, there's more now.  L is becoming her own person.  She's learning things and she is starting to communicate better.  We are communicating better.  I learn a lot about her by watching her play and how she interacts with things.

There is a reason that I am home with L.  I may not know why and I may never know why, but I am where I am supposed to be for the time.  The job has its perks and it has its pitfalls, but I'm paid in hugs, kisses, and stickers.  I can't get that kind of compensation in a classroom.










7 comments:

  1. I fully believe that everything happens for a reason. Life throws you curves, but you always end up where you're supposed to be. Thanks for sharing your experience. =)

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    1. There were a lot of adjustments between getting pregnant with her (I wasn't supposed to be able to have children) and now. She's a miracle and I am thankful for that miracle, every day. In the "rat race" I was in when I got pregnant with her, my mentality was not where it is now. I was pretty much go, go, go...work harder, work faster....It was crazy! I honestly think I would have continued on that path if it wouldn't have been for her and may have caused myself some serious health issues. So, she kind of saved my life (and my sanity) although some days I wonder about the sanity part. Ha! :) Thanks for stopping by Liz!

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    2. Totally agree- everything happens for a reason! :)

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  2. That had to be really really tough. I don't have children yet, but I remember a lot of the feelings you mentioned when I was unemployed for 6 months after the economy tanked back around 2007/2008 (because no on in mid-management in Real Estate kept or could find jobs then). But you're right--it's all for a reason that you may not ever know--but it will all work out how it's supposed to--and how can you not love the stickers, hugs, and sloppy kisses? :)
    Thanks for sharing with the Daily Blog Boost today!
    ~ Brooke ~

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    1. Right!? Who doesn't love stickers? LOL! It was super hard, and it will always be hard to some extent because that is part of parenting, but now that I am on the other side of things, I can see how her birth wasn't just a regular blessing. She caused me to slow down-something that I really needed to do. Thanks for stopping by Brooke!

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  3. It's funny how often our plans don't work out and we wind up right where we're supposed to be.

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    1. Yes it is! If you would have asked me five years ago to describe my life in five years, it would not have been where I am at now. LOL! This is a good fit for me. :)

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