type it out...

Yes, it's that time again...time to purge all that is festering in my inner being.  Time to get some things out into my virtual memory bank.  I started a full time job about 3 weeks ago.  Darrin needed to change his career path.  We both applied different places and my job happened to be the better of the jobs we both got.  I'm not going to lie.  This has been HARD.  Like weight-of-the-world hard.  Like, I miss my kids so badly I think my insides are puking all over themselves at any given time of the day.  But at the same time, in all this rawness of emotions and turmoil, I have felt a surety that everything is going to be okay.  (And just to document the roller coaster ride of this whole experience, the moment I feel strong and sure of this whole process, is the moment I get a comment from someone that knocks all the confidence I had to the floor and I have to fester up enough energy to pick up the pieces and puff my proverbial chest out again).  And I know these comments are well-intended.  I know they have the best intentions in being concerned for our family.  But, just like anything where I can't control people's reactions to things, I can't control people's reactions to things.  My only hope is that they would trust our process.  Trust that we're working it out...that nobody's turned lazy here.

I have a husband who may be the world's best dad.  Who is rocking this whole SAHD thing.  Putting my former SAHM title to shame.  So, shout out to my babies' daddy who folds a mean basket of clothes and cleans up breakfast like it's nobody's business (which it's not, by the way).  Am I sounding a bit jaded? Because I think I may be.

Anyways....I should get to bed...early morning and all.  In summary...whole experience bringing us closer as a couple, judge not that ye be not judged, and finally my husband is a domestic rock star.  The end.