Do you ever feel like you’re in a constant state of flux? I guess when it comes down to it, we all are, isn’t that what life is about? We adapt and then move onto the next change.
JB quit his job. It was a long-time coming and was absolutely the right choice for us since he was becoming so unhappy on a daily basis, even when he wasn’t there he was always dreading the next moment he would be. My laid-back, easy-going husband is not that type. He was just pushed too much, too far. So he took a giant risk and made a change. It hasn’t been easy; he had nothing lined up and we lost a month of income. He’s now working a physically demanding job for less pay, but at least he’s not there. I’m proud of him for knowing when to walk away.
I’ve been worried about money. I’m still worried, really. However, tough times show you who has your back, and man, my back is COVERED. I’ve had friends pay me for little odd jobs. Stuff I’d have done for free, and didn’t really merit pay, but I know they offered to pay because they wanted to help. That’s love right there. I also got extremely lucky in that my desperate pleas for odd jobs happened to occur at a time that my dear friend Amy (and yes, she’s awesome, too!) needed to bring on an employee to help manage stuff with her awesome shop. (Little Hip Squeaks) I love it. I LOVE DOING THIS. LOVE. IT. I don’t think I can express enough how much I’m enjoying my new job. I love working for Amy, I love her shop, I love her customers. I’m so proud to be a part of this, and I feel so fortunate to have been offered such a great opportunity. I get the best of both worlds– I’m working at a job I enjoy and contributing to my family’s finances all while staying home with my kids.
The kids are changing, too. My baby is walking. He is so curious. As I write this, he’s wandering around trying to find things to step on. The kids loves standing on things that aren’t meant to be stood on. He’s been trying so hard to learn to stack blocks and turn book pages. His favorite things to say are “Mama” “Dada” “Yay” “Yeah” “hiya” and “Jack.” He loves dancing and “singing.” He’s always smiling. He just melts me into a puddle.
Esme is in pre-school. She’s always coming home with adorable art projects and new songs and stories of her friends. She thrives when she’s around people. Even though they’re not even on the writing part of the curriculum yet, she’s been working on it hard at home. She can spell her first and last name and my name. We’ve been working on basic math concepts. She makes it easy since she loves learning. She also loves art. She’s always drawing and making her own paper dolls to play with. I love watching her work.