I was debating on changing the name of the blog since my husband, Matt, and I are no longer expecting a baby. But, I was thinking a lot about it, and we are sort of still in an "expecting" stage in our lives. By that, I mean, we have no idea what to expect next. As a mom, wife, friend, sister, daughter, and so much more, life is wonderfully crazy and I am always in a state of "I have no idea what to expect next". Like, when you come home to find one of your dogs has managed to finagle his way in to the fridge and has eaten half of a carrot cake. Or, the first time you arrive home to your toddler running to greet you with open arms. Also, that amazing Sunday when a life long friend who lives across the country surprises you in Milwaukee.
It's a glorious state, expecting the unexpected. Keeps me on my toes. Something is always happening. Life is happening.
Before having my son, this idea of having no idea what to expect next would have killed me. I'm a type A, super planner, and not knowing what's coming would've have driven me out of my mind two years ago. Even now, it still does. After becoming a mom, I really needed to work hard on just taking a step back and embracing every piece of crazy madness as it comes, and I think I've done a really good job of that. Definitely not a perfect one. I still have those moments when I lose it when something is out of my control, but those times continue to become even fewer and even farther between.
One big part of that is my recent transition from full-time working mom to part-time working mom. Instead of working Monday - Friday, I now work Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays, and am able to stay at home with Callum on Tuesdays and Thursdays. This move was the best thing I've ever done for me, for my son, for my husband, and even my dogs. (I love them like crazy, too.) It gives me a chance to exhale. To just be in the moment. As cliche as that sounds, it honestly does.
When I was working full time, I always felt like I was a step behind. I would get home from work, make dinner, pack lunches for tomorrow, straighten up what I could around the house, and then it was basically Callum's bed time. It felt like I was spending my day getting ready for the next day, over and over and over again. I was never just present in the current day. And that stressed me out. Since, I was stressed out, I took it out on Matt, on Callum, on the dogs, which inevitably made me feel like shit. It was a terrible cycle and I will be forever grateful that I was able to change it.
There are so many awesome, amazing people in my life, who helped to make it possible: Matt who works long, hard hours to support our family, my mom who watches my son two days a week (and she loves every minute of it), my amazing job and coworkers who were able to turn my position from a full time one to a part time one, our friends who watch Callum on the third day I work, and many more. I can not lie. I am one lucky girl.
And now, since I have more time to breath, I am making it a goal to sit down and write more. I want to document this beautiful time in my life. I never want to forget it. So, I hope you follow along. The more, the merrier.
To end on a high note, enjoy this ridiculously cute picture of the naked rodeo that is our house on a daily basis. I wouldn't have it any other way.
Callum loves, loves, loves his canine brothers. This sweet, patient dog is George. He's just a few months younger than Callum.
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