SAHM

Do you know that feeling when you've finally decided to cut your hair, and you're sitting at the salon looking in the mirror while they're combing your hair and you think, "Wow, maybe my hair really does look good this long!" And then they pull out the scissors, and you hope for the best?

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:(Poor Reagan, reduced to trying to drink the doll bottle because no one ever feeds her!)