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The Clock Strikes Midnight...

... I'm lying.  It's nine forty two p.m. central standard time in Abilene Kansas.  With a population of less than seven thousand, people do tend to turn in a bit early.  We tuck in our little ones and star gaze from big wrap around porches ( you're assuming that's what we do and I don't blame you because there are some pretty awesome stargazing weather friendly nights here in Abilene).  The porch thing is how we usually start our mornings too.  Ah, sleepy weekend mornings.  I've lost my train of thought though.  Sorry about all the hubbub.

It's almost ten now and this will be my first ever blog post.  I'd love to say there are no nerves but... that'd be a lie too.  Recently I have found myself without employment and my dear, sweet, and awfully wonderful husband (The Hubs from here on out) suggested I embrace the change.  Especially since we've also recently discovered we are expecting our second bundle of joy come next January. The due date is quite near my own birthday.  One day past to be exact and I can't help but have the slightest hope he or she will come just a few hours early.  How special would that be, really?!!! 
As long as he or she is healthy and birthday aside, we will be beyond happy.

Back to the The Hubs' inspiring words; "take a break... have a rest... enjoy this opportunity." Whatever that all means?  No, seriously... I don't have a clue about leisure.  I leisure poorly.  I have always worked, fairly hard.  Over the past year I decided to quit work as a district manager for a cellular company and join a brand new business in the area cleaning homes, company buildings, churches and other facilities.  I made this tricky transition because I wanted to spend more time with my one-year-old daughter.  Fifty to fifty-five hour work weeks left little time Monday through Friday to spend more than a few hours in the morning and evenings with our darling daughter.  At first we enrolled her in a "school" of sorts.  Turns out any type of "school" for a child four years and younger tends to be more of a daycare situation.  After a month of daycare, I transitioned her to my mother's care, which was wonderful.  However, the constant picture messaging and updates made me miss the quality time I had, had with her before I returned to work.  (We were fortunate enough that I was able to stay home with her until she turned one.)

Everly adores her Memaw and my mother was a beautiful blessing during the six month duration of my returning to the work-force but between the travel and hours.  I decided my once fulfilling career would join the other careers I've left behind;

  • waitressing, 
  • lifeguard, 
  • children's swim instructor (next step from lifeguard), 
  • Petsmart, 
  • Dog grooming (at Petsmart), 
  • brief stint as Veterinary Technician ( again, Petsmart), 
  • customer service, 
  • customer service manager, 
  • district manager 
  • and last but not least maid services  


I know.  That's a lot of jumping but to be fair my husband was in the military so we moved.  Often.  It wasn't until he finished his time with the military and enrolled in college (paid for by his service) were we really settled enough to start a family.  Not that we are settled now.  I can't wait for us to put down some roots but as of now we are settled enough to realize that I will be thirty next year and we've always wanted a bigger family.  With Everly turning two next month, it was clear to us that another child would be an amazing addition.  Throwing caution to the wind, we decided to move forward in our next chapter.  Both believing that it would take more than a month to conceive ( I had been diagnosed with PCOS) but thrilled none-the-less with the rapid outcome and lack of man made hormones.

My husband and I didn't have your typical fairy-tale story but I will dive into that golden nugget later. It's incredibly romantic and some-what dramatic.  A lot of fun to tell.  That story doesn't really fit the outline for explaining the why's of my blog inspiration.

Mostly, as I said before.  I recently lost my job, found myself expecting our second child and decided to lean into the possible stress I was feeling by expressing myself through creative writing.  I've always enjoyed keeping diaries and am an avid reader (well I was before Everly came along).  My hope is to connect with other mothers, have a place to be heard ( and listen to others) but to also take time every day to do something that is enjoyable outside of work.

I do love work, though.  I love organization.  I love detailed oriented tasks.  I love tidy.  I love prep.  I also like chocolate cupcakes, elephants, tic tacs and yoga as well as the normal typical answers; spending quality time with my family, watching our daughter grow up into a delightful and happy girl.  We have a dog ( Dutchess) and I do very much love dogs.  I enjoy reading although I don't get to read as much as I would like to... and I am very outdoor friendly.   My husband is a bright spot in my life. I of course have a network of ladies that are consider friends.  We attend church and try to eat dinner together as a family every night.  I'm very into Jane the Virgin as of right now ( although I'm not sure if I should have shared that so early on, it's a guilty pleasure).  I love Thai food and Thai tea (amazing).  I like to cook and I try to bake.  I've been known to make a good list and organize a great party a time or two.  I.E. I can rock a BBQ game night or throw a pretty awesome baby shower.  Other than losing my job, I have zero reason not to be blissfully happy and that's a positive place to be over-all.

I really hope taking some time every day to write will be a realistic goal.  Here's to trying something completely new, even if after reading this I sound pretty basic.

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