I spent my first Mother's Day as a mom in the car driving from Mankato to Duluth alone with my little teething Renee (she sprung her first tooth yesterday). The trip down on Friday didn't go so good so I was sad that we were going to spent our first Mother's Day together crying our way down the road for four hours. She must have wanted to do something special for me because she was a little sweetie all day. We stopped and did some shopping to break up the trip and she rode around in her backpack playing with my hair and giggling every time I talked to her. And I got to thinking, this mom this really IS all that it is cracked up to be. There are days, sure, when I want OUT. I want to run as fast I can and never look back and then the little sweetheart crawls over to my feet and tries to climb them. Or she'll go from full-on meltdown to smiling and happy the minute I touch her. She makes me feel special and more loved than I ever have been in my entire life. The love one has for their child is really incomprehensible until you have one and you watch them go from this little helpless blob to a real, live person. So I guess you could say we're even. I love her more than I have ever loved in my life too.
The job front has been CHAOS. First I got laid off and then I didn't get laid off. Then I got offered a different job and now I'm trying to figure out what to do. Having two job prospects is better than zero though, right? More on this later when I figure out which end is up.
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