(I'll keep this brief...since I'm in the middle of folding laundry, fielding my 13 month old who's taking great joy in pulling folded piles to the floor, while reminding my 6 year old about personal space since she seems to forget the definition whenever I sit down at my computer desk...)
Have you ever wanted something so bad that you could taste and feel it with every inch of your being? Fifteen minutes for yourself? A bubble bath? A new pair of shoes? Or, a guilt free purchase for YOU and only YOU during a recent shopping trip?
Well I did...I thought I wanted my old Working Mom/Cosmopolitan Woman lifestyle back.
Recently, I had a wonderful opportunity to return to work outside of home. It didn't exactly work out in the end the way I hoped, but it gave me an opportunity to re-experience the life of a working mom...at least for a day.
Over a 10 hour period, it became frighteningly clear that it wasn't my old life that I missed...
It's very simple.
I just need time for myself and a little personal mental space.
I love my children and couldn't think of any better way to spend my time than nurturing, teaching and loving them.
Nowhere, can I find as genuine, loving and caring connections than at home with my kids...which is where I think I'll stay...at least for now...
Thank you universe for reminding me of what's most important.
When was the last time you realized something wasn't what you thought or hoped it would be (in a good way)?