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.




*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.