Sorry to disappoint you. But I'm still amidst the whole losing weight thing and am not yet ready to put the weight back on to grow a human at this time. I need some time, thankyouverymuch.
Now that we got that out of the way, there still are some big things going on around here. Big, big things in our world.
Last Friday, I resigned from my teaching job.
I'll be staying at home permanently with Emeline and that? Gives me the biggest sigh of relief you can even imagine.
I can't even begin to calculate the number of hours and hours I walked around, sporting puffy, red, swollen, cried-too-many-tears eyes this past year, agonizing over going back. Because for me? I've always desired to stay home if we could make it work. It really is something I love, and feels like the best choice for our family, personally.
And after getting the chance to stay home for an entire year with her (which was/is a huge!huge!blessing), it felt nearly impossible to go back to work full time. It pained my heart every time. A task as simple as looking into daycare options for her would send me into a flood of tears, and the whole gasping-for-breath type ugly cry.
It was bad.
The whole time, my husband asked me to be patient. To be praying. He was confident that something, anything, would work out to make this happen. He didn't have the answers, but he did know how to calm his
This was a decision we made very recently, which took a whole lot of thought, planning, and doing the whole running-through-scenarios thing. So I haven't been holding out on you or anything.
I will be doing some work from home. I don't think right now is the time or place to talk about all of that but I will eventually tell you more. But, it'll be a juggling act I'll need to figure out a system for.
The good news is though? I'll still be home. I'm still going to be with her. My heart feels full. Like it could explode with gratitude and happiness and mushy-gushy love all at the same time. I'm excited. So thrilled. Beyond thankful. Feeling blessed.
I also want to acknowledge that many of you have commented, emailed me, tweeted me, etc asking about my situation for next year and if I was going back to work. Many of you? I couldn't answer. I just couldn't. Because at the time, I didn't have an answer. And writing out emails and replying to comments multiple times a week saying that I had to return to work (up until the last few weeks, I thought I did), sucked. So I apologize if any of you felt ignored. It wasn't my intent, it was just kind of a hard topic to talk about at the time.
So, yea. That's the news. I'll be home with my girl.
How am I feeling about resigning from a career in which I only technically worked for three years? (The last year I was on maternity leave.) A-okay. I'm good with it.
This is a new season of my life. I liked teaching, a lot. But I love being with my daughter. I honestly wish a part time option was available. I think for me, that might be the best of both worlds. But alas, it doesn't exist. But, when I brought in my resignation letters, everyone was so nice to me. So nice.
All they could talk about was how happy I looked, and duh this was the right decision for our family. It was an honor to teach there. I'll always identify myself as a teacher. Always.
To a new chapter...