Flash forward 5 years, most definitely NOT doing either. Instead, I am righting this blog as a means of trying to cater to my creative side. If no one reads this, so be it, but I like to write it in order to get all the thoughts that clog my brain OUT!
Have you ever heard of the phrase, Jack of All Trades: Master of None? That in a nutshell is me. I am constantly on the search for things that inspire me. I love to scrapbook, but just don't have the time. My in-laws got me a Cricut for Christmas, and I LOVE LOVE LOVE it; however, I have yet to really see what that baby can do because of time, or lack there of. My mother was reacquainting me with sewing so I could whip of cute goodies for the girls and my etsy boutique. I have managed to thread the machine...that's it. I taught myself how to crochet so I could make adorable flowers and hats for Thing 1 and Thing 2...I have made 1/2 a hat. I start out with the greatest of intentions and then, BAM! life gets in the way. I am hoping to finish all these projects with links to the tutorials as blog posts/incentive to finish. We shall see.
In my mind, when I found out I would be a stay at home mama to twins and a 5 year old, I figured I would wake up at 5-6 am every day, feed the babies...get Mister Mister breakfast...clean up...put the girls down for a nap...do worksheets with Dude...make lunch...feed all chickadees...clean up...nap time...cleaning/crafting/email...you get the drift.
Feel free to snicker, or if you prefer, just straight up laugh at me. I would. I don't think I need to tell you that it most definitely does not work that way here, EVER. I can say, beyond a shadow of a doubt, being a stay-at-home mother is the most trying/difficult/taxing job I have ever had. And I worked at a day care for 4 years!
It is also rewarding/exciting/fun, don't get me wrong, I love being able to be at home with my kiddos. However, I don't think a single day goes by where I don't geteverything done, sorry the word I was looking for is anything. I don't get anything done. It is organized chaos over here, that is all I can say.
I never, in a million years, for a million dollars would have bet that my life was going to end up here. I would have laughed in your face and rolled on the floor in fits of hysteria. Flash forward: never say never. {Side note: I just want to tell you that as I typed that, Justin Beiber flashed in my brain...yikes!}
I guess what I am trying to say is those with the "PLAN" for themselves are the most likely to end up straying the farthest. I can say that I think roughly 95% of the people I knew in college are NOT doing what they went to school for. That's OK, it doesn't make us less of a person or quitters. It simply means that the most important lesson in life, adaptability, was instilled in us during our time there. I don't regret the choices I've made, as a matter of fact, I embrace every single one of them; they have helped shape me into the person/mother/wife I am today. Without the people I have met or the experiences I have had (good and bad) I would not be able to do the things I do. I would not be able to have the best and most important job there is, Mommy. Life is a giant curveball, you just have to decide if you are going to swing or not.
Catch you on the flip side.
Sneek peek at the next post:
YUMMY!!!!
In my mind, when I found out I would be a stay at home mama to twins and a 5 year old, I figured I would wake up at 5-6 am every day, feed the babies...get Mister Mister breakfast...clean up...put the girls down for a nap...do worksheets with Dude...make lunch...feed all chickadees...clean up...nap time...cleaning/crafting/email...you get the drift.
Feel free to snicker, or if you prefer, just straight up laugh at me. I would. I don't think I need to tell you that it most definitely does not work that way here, EVER. I can say, beyond a shadow of a doubt, being a stay-at-home mother is the most trying/difficult/taxing job I have ever had. And I worked at a day care for 4 years!
It is also rewarding/exciting/fun, don't get me wrong, I love being able to be at home with my kiddos. However, I don't think a single day goes by where I don't get
I never, in a million years, for a million dollars would have bet that my life was going to end up here. I would have laughed in your face and rolled on the floor in fits of hysteria. Flash forward: never say never. {Side note: I just want to tell you that as I typed that, Justin Beiber flashed in my brain...yikes!}
I guess what I am trying to say is those with the "PLAN" for themselves are the most likely to end up straying the farthest. I can say that I think roughly 95% of the people I knew in college are NOT doing what they went to school for. That's OK, it doesn't make us less of a person or quitters. It simply means that the most important lesson in life, adaptability, was instilled in us during our time there. I don't regret the choices I've made, as a matter of fact, I embrace every single one of them; they have helped shape me into the person/mother/wife I am today. Without the people I have met or the experiences I have had (good and bad) I would not be able to do the things I do. I would not be able to have the best and most important job there is, Mommy. Life is a giant curveball, you just have to decide if you are going to swing or not.
Catch you on the flip side.
YUMMY!!!!
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