So lets unveil a bit of the nitty gritty about us.
Who are we? Myself, My boyfriend/glorified baby daddy, James and our 5 month old son, Benjamin. He’s kind of the star of the show. He has the most beautiful smile and a head full of Einstein wild dark hair. He is the absolute love of our lives.
Its funny because this time last year, James and I were just trying to wrap our heads around my being pregnant. Benjamin wasn’t exactly planned. We were love birds of a short tenure, about 6 months. A tinder date that escalated quickly if I do say so myself. Our honey moon phase was soon accompanied by a round belly, a little vomit and lots of mood swings. We held on tight and went with it, and before we knew it we were our own family.
Don’t get me wrong, I love him and have loved him with every fiber of my being and besides, the guy is gorgeous and he’s my best friend. We are living and learning but undoubtedly going strong. I might just keep him around-he does make beautiful babies.
He takes care of us, he fills the gaps and he is a stand-up father. Dude stepped up to the plate. (Ladies- get you a James.)
Between this time last year and now, there has been a ton of change. I’ll be frank- it’s been hard to keep up and keep my head. Adjustment is somewhat of a HUGE understatement.
I’ve had and left 1, 2, and now 3 jobs and 1 school.
….Yeah, tell me about it.
So it could be my small issue with authority and micro management styles, I’m way too sensitive to energy, I always feel like I could be more productive in other ways, it could be a pregnancy, a heavy workload combating a full school schedule, then a baby, and then not a school schedule, and then a maternity leave, and then introducing a new school schedule. I’m starting to think it’s all of it.
Oh I forgot for a second- in the midst of all of this, I have been trying to learn how to be a mom when I used to be an uncomfortable babysitter.
*Breathe with me here.*
My roller coaster is relentless, I am getting ready to become a pre-nursing student next spring. My deepest hopes and wishes lie in midwifery. Where I have this billowing thought bubble of myself educating and helping women with their bodies and pregnancy, delivering beautiful new babies and contributing to something bigger than myself.
Funny thing is, I was never the kind of girl who aced anatomy or necessarily ever wanted to do something where I’d “get my hands dirty” per se’. Yet here I am, and I kind of want it more than anything.
It is a journey of a thousand steps, and I’ve finally mustered up the courage to take the first. So one heaping scoop of that to my plate please!
I feel a million separate ways right now. I’d like to say more excited than scared. This is my inhale before the dive.
I’ll end this with an original and infamous quote of mine- something I say roughly twenty times a day.
“We’ll see what happens.”