If I had known in October when I moved 200 miles away that my husband wouldn’t be joining us for another four months, I NEVER would have agreed to the move. The plan was for him to join us in a month, Christmas at the latest. As it turned out, exciting work developments kept him away much longer and I discovered that I am capable of keeping things running on my own. Imagine that.
And no that’s not sarcasm. I have always considered myself a less than steady type and certainly not be relied upon to care for a baby with no breaks for three weeks at a time. This is why I never dated anyone in the military.
But I did it. I didn’t break and in fact it was kind of fun. And now, just like after running a 15k race, I feel like I can do anything.
Which is good because my husband is finally home and we’re starting our own business.
So you know how there are all those sites out there encouraging people to quit their 9-to-5 jobs and pursue their dreams, most of which seem to revolve around a blog telling other people to quit their jobs and follow dreams in the very worst pyramid scheme ever?
Yes, well, we’re doing THAT. Not the last part about a motivational blog although if things are wildly successful I’ll be sure to blog loudly about everything.
But we ARE going it alone and all the excitement and anxiety that accompanies such a move will appear in this blog so stay tuned if you like that sort of thing.
Charlie is one year old! We made it and I’m officially retiring my SIDS worry.
His stats are:
21 pounds 8 oz.
29 3/4 inches.
He’s average height but he’s definitely slimmed down a bit. Must be all the running and, now, climbing.
If things work out the way I hope, Charlie will get to spend time with both Mommy and Daddy. And Mommy and Daddy will both get the satisfaction of fulfilling careers. Is this asking for too much?
We’ll find out.