Today is day one of my new adventures as a stay-at-home mom. I’m very excited, though 100% nervous at the same time. There’s a few reasons I’ve left the business world.
1. Shey needs her mom here. I had her in daycare twice a week and she loved it, and I loved the social interactions she was able to have. However, I need to be here and we can find other ways for her to socialize. I’m going to look in to a dance class, and then there’s church and we can always have friends over. So, no more all day stuff.
2. We’re pregnant. This brings up a lot of sub-points as to why I would want to stay home. Most people would probably think it ridiculous for many reasons to quit my job when first pregnant, but after the last one, I just can’t take any chances. Garrison died at 6 months along. Although it was a ‘freak accident’ when my placenta tore, I just emotionally can’t handle running around all day, carrying heavy things, worrying that I’m doing something to my baby. So, I’m on self-diagnosed ‘bed rest’ for the next eight months. Not that taking care of a three year old all day resembles anything like bed rest, but better here than at the restaurant.
So, that’s what it is. I have no clue what I’ll do with all my time at home, but I’m really looking forward to it. I’ve considered writing a book, but as you can tell at this point, I’m not the most experienced writer and would probably fail miserably at attempting to write 200 pages of one story. However, today I found a random pregnancy website, similar to myspace or facebook, but just to track pregnancy stuff, and I found this girl’s page that had a link to her blog. Her blog is all about her pregnancy, but I thought “hey, a blog. why not try that out.” So, I’m not giving this address to anyone yet. We’ll see how it goes for a while, and if I like it, we’ll see what happens from there. At least it’ll give me something to do for a few minutes every once in a while.
The whole concept is confusing me… its an online journal that you let other people read. So, how personal do I get? How much intimate detail do I give? Do I phrase things as though I’m just jotting down personal thoughts for myself or do I address the reader? If I’m doing this wrong and you somehow are reading this right now, please send insight.