Updated: Jun 2, 2018
Those last few weeks at my "real" job was, for lack of a better term, kind of a nightmare. I seriously felt like everything was going wrong. The tipsy adult toddlers that I took care of were throwing more tantrums than usual. My mom brain was in full swing, causing me to screw up more than usual.
Every time I got a notification on my phone, it was my husband sending me pictures of crying or puking children. He would follow the semi funny pictures with the same question. "When will you be home?" I could feel my tiny personal rain cloud following me around the day before my shift and it was making my home life suffer.
See, I used to be a bartender at a high volume sports bar, and I enjoyed it before kids, but after my youngest daughter was born something happened. Yes, I turned into a big mushy mom who couldn't bear to see both her little girls cry at the sight of me walking out the door.
When I went back to work, my youngest was 4 months old and it was only 2 shifts a week, so that's manageable, isn't it? Some people would dispute that 2 shifts a week away from your kids isn't that bad and it may be a much-needed break from the family.
If that is what you do? Its not easy and I applaud you, it just wasn't right for me. I worked the weekend while my husband stayed at home to take care of my 3-year-old and newbie baby.
We never really saw each other since the hours I worked kept me out late and made me tired the next day. The extra money was nice to have but we never got a real break as a family together. So I made a hard decision to leave the job that I once enjoyed.
Being one of those people who tries not to care about what others think is doable but tough. Honestly, I was pretty scared of the response I would get from fellow patrons and co-workers. Yes I got a couple of eye rolls for my reasoning to leave, but mostly it was positive feedback. More than I thought I would get, and it was inspiring!
I did stay at home with my first one until she was 18 months and I tried doing many things to supplement my old income. I had always gone back to the idea of blogging but there was always some excuse to not do it. I look back now and think if I would have started it back then, where would I be now? No more excuses!
So here I go! Doing what I love. Being a mom, cook, researcher, DIYer, gardener, and now adding "blogger" to the ever growing list. Is this my calling? I'm really not sure. What kind of blog is this? I have no idea yet. As I kiss my kiddos goodnight (and dream about my possible future), in what can be argued is a saturated blogging era, I really am happy with my decision.
I am excited to embark on my new journey and thank you for coming with me. No matter what race, creed, gender or position you are in? If you unschool or teach school. If your rich or poor. Stay at home or work outside of home. Just know you are amazing in what you do and you are welcome here. Thank you for coming on this journey with me.