My husband and I moved our family (of four at the time, five now) to Omaha from Portland, Oregon about three years ago for a job and to be closer to his family in Iowa. We had lived close to my family in Oregon for quite some time, so we figured it was time we spend some life with his side. This city has welcomed us with such open arms from gaining amazing friendships through a mom’s club I was introduced to, to FREE kid friendly activities sent straight to my email every week, to access to the most amazing zoo of all time! We actually have to try to have a non busy weekend anymore!
Being a mother is all I hoped it would be and all I hoped it wouldn’t be wrapped up in three adorable little girlies under the age of five; Savannah (4.5), Harper (3.5) and Paisley (4 months)! Although my husband and I both have multi unit leadership backgrounds, I feel that has done nothing to prepare us for the management of a multi girlified home! Even our cat is a gal! I would say “my poor husband,” but then I’d be lying by saying I feel bad for him. That man is so spoiled and doted on! Many o times I have heard, “Well, having all girls makes it easier on ya.” As that is a very valid statement in some instances, it’s also challenging in the sense that they’re not only the same gender, but close in age. So, trying to make sure they each find their own identity is a constant struggle. As a mother and especially a mother of girls, it is so important to me that each of my children finds who they are and are confident in that. In the same essence, it is so rewarding seeing the values we have worked so hard to instill in them come through in their little life moments.
I am a stay at home, working Mom! I run an in home daycare by day, social work at a nursing home by night and substitute librarian in between! In my pre children life I used to LOVE to write, but it had fallen to the wayside for reasons that I think we can all relate to. As I come into my momhood I am discovering that it’s important to find something that is mine, something that I don’t have to share with my children or husband, something that I can be proud of, that I can spend as much or as little time as I want on, so here I am! I told myself, I don’t have enough time, I don’t have enough ideas. Yet, as I witness and partake in the daily lives of the new and those who have lived many years, there are so many topics worth sharing! AND, as I laid in bed Facebooking and Pinteresting, I realized…here is my time.