Brooke was very generously given more Christmas presents this past weekend....one of her favorite items by far was this little working pink telephone. Now, we aren't going to leave it plugged in, but on occasion (as in when her Daddy is home) it gets plugged in and miraculously grandparents call her on it.
Here she is waiting patiently......as Snow White of course.
Losing patience and realizing 5 minutes is a LONG time to wait for the phone to ring. Next time I will tell Grandad 1 minute!
And finally, it rang! Imagine the clip clop of those little high heels on the tile floor while squealing the entire time.
And talking some more....
The title has sort of a two fold meaning. It is hard enough to learn patience as a child....especially when as an adult it is still SO hard to manage! I am generally known as a very patient person, but lately (as in this morning) another wonderful job opportunity has literally been placed in my lap by a former boss which I love and trust. It is with a very well known and established company, making great money (enough to allow Steven to stay home in my place if we so choose), great benefits, and starting out in a management position with lots of growth potential. Sounds great, right? I have SUCH a hard time with things like this because Steven and I decided we were going to stay home with Brooke as long as we can afford to or until she starts Kindergarten, whichever comes first. Every reason I have for NOT taking this new position offered to me seems to be totally selfish on my part. Because I want to stay home with Brooke, I want to wake her, get her ready, be here, take her swimming, dancing , etc.....basically be here! On the flip side I want to be able to bring in more money for our family, give Steven some stress free time at home, guilt free time at the farm.....
I could basically write about this all evening long because I have SO many thoughts going through my head about it. When Steven and I were talking about it earlier today, he once again reminded me of one of the MANY reasons why I married him. He is SO supportive, understanding and just there for me.... He told me "If YOU aren't ready to not be home with Brooke, don't even consider it." So, why does that make me feel even more selfish and guilty?!
To sum it all up, my Facebook status currently reads: "No one ever warned me that with parenthood came crazy worrying and questioning your every decision....this being a mom thing is tough!"
I will keep you posted on what we decide as a family. I asked Brooke if she was okay with Momma still being home with her and she replied, "No Momma, I want to be at preschool with my friends".....not exactly a helpful little stinker is she?!
2 comments:
sweet vicki, you know how I feel about things. if you aren't ready, then stay home and don't regret the decision for one moment. if you want to give work a shot again, go for it and do it 100%. whatever you choose will be right for all three of you- good luck either way!
I agree with ashley. YOU do what YOU feel most comfortable with. Everyone will be fine as long as MOMMA'S fine. Does that make sense? I felt the SAME way when I had to go back to work, except I HAD to go back. Brylie was only 8 months old, so it was tough. After a week of vacation at Christmas, Brylie told me she wanted to go play with her friends. =) You are a great mom. Keep it up!! Good luck!!
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