Right now I really hope that's happened to someone else so people aren't reading this thinking "Psycho!"
Anyway, the pre-haircut hair-admiration is the point I'm at in my job right now. My job that will be ending in a week. A four day work week. Right now I'm working, trying hard to teach someone else how to do my job and thinking, "Man, I'm really good at this." I see how she's struggling to pick it up and remember when I was that way, and it's easy to see how far I've come. I wish moments of clarity and acceptance like this didn't always come at the end of things.
I'm excited and anxious about the huge change that I'm about to make. I have a ton of ideas about what being a stay at home mom will be like, and I'm hoping that I'm able to accomplish even half of what I want to do. I hope it will be as good and fulfilling as I imagine it to be. And I also think I'll find it harder than I expect it to be.
I didn't EVER see myself wanting to be a stay at home mom. But I also didn't realize how much I would want to spend every minute with these two: