If you asked Sexy Pants, he'll probably tell you I'm not a very good navigator. However, it's important to note that, when we were dating, he once got lost in my neighborhood so I don't think he's the best judge.
Now I'm fully willing to admit that my sense of direction is not great, but, if given a map I can very successfully get from Point A to Point B without issue. With a reliable GPS, I'm damn near unstoppable (haha). But if I was dropped in the woods and told to find my way out, I would most likely die after wandering aimlessly for a few days.
I recently found myself dropped in the woods - metaphorically speaking. Despite being undecided on the issue of children, my husband and I suddenly found ourselves "in the family way" in the past year (isn't that a nice, quaint way of saying "potentially screwed"?), and after three tumultuous trimesters, Little Pants came to join the world at 36 weeks, 1 day gestation. Now, my little dude is insanely adorable (as James Earl Jones would say "cray cray adorbs") and I'm borderline obsessed with him, but he quickly sent my very well thought out life spinning out of control.
I had a map, and a plan, and good sense of where my life was going to go, and suddenly I find myself pointed in a whole new direction - without a compass, or even a passable sense of direction.
So this is my journey. This is me. I'm working on finding the right path in this new plan - a path that balances all those things that are most important to me: my friends, my family, food (I'll admit it, I love to eat), and my health. This blog will highlight the best of those moments, in the hopes that I'm not the only muddled mom out there, and perhaps someone else can find their own direction faster than me.
I'm trying to learn to be a good wife, a good mom, a good student and a good career woman. I'm sure I'll mess up, or, in the words of my GPS, "redirect," but I hope that I can at least keep my life moving in the right direction.
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