I am an average woman. If you walked past me in the mall, you wouldn't look twice.
I had a career that I had a love/hate relationship with. I swore that I would never leave it until I fell my first child kick for the first time. Then I swore that I would never leave him. I quit.
I have a wonderful husband that I do not deserve. He is my best friend...which we were for a year before we even considered a first date.
I spend my days and nights with my children doing whatever I can to bond with them. This flies in the face of everything I expected to be as a mother. My thinking is that I only have a limited amount of time to have them at home with me. There will only be a limited amount of time when they want MY attention. Then, I'll be chasing them for theirs.
I homeschool my children. It came to be originally out of necessity. It continues by choice. Being with my children day to day is a gift of time and memories that I never knew that I even wanted until I was faced with no longer having it. I cannot foresee me ever sending them back to school.
I am prone to depression. It runs in my family.
I started blogging, literally, to save my sanity. No one ever told me that motherhood was going to be this hard, this challenging, this lonely. You hear about the rewards of being a mother. There ARE many. So many But there have been times when I have been in a very dark place. Sometimes that darkness seemed endless. When there was no one to talk to or no one that understood, I journaled. Then one night, I decided to publish this blog...like a note in a bottle in the ocean.. Hopefully, one day, it will wash up on someone's beach.
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