The day your child is born is the day your life changes forever. I will never forget the first time I found out I was pregnant. April 26, 2009 I was so young. Being only 19 I had no idea what I was getting myself into but I did know that very second that nothing mattered more than the baby I had inside me. Two more dates that will forever hold that same meaning. July 4, 2011 and March 14, 2014. (Is it crazy that I remember?) I now have 3 kids Nolan (5), Luke (almost 3), And Ryan (2 months). With both boys (Nolan and Luke) I was able to stay home after they were born. I was grateful because I know not every parent is able to do so and I never took it for granted. Yes we had to change our life style and cut down on a lot of things for me to be able to stay home but it was something I wanted and I loved.
Then came the time when we were planning for Ryan or I guess I should say the thought of Ryan. We were hoping by the time she got here Jared would be done with school and I could stay home with her or even only work part time or PRN (possibly) but of course things don’t always go as planed and that’s OK.
This is a first for me. I have never had to do this before and IT IS HARD. If I knew Jared had a job I would stay home with her in a heart beat. But this is life and I do realize that tons of mom’s must go through this every day. I know I work with some myself. I know I can be strong for her and still be a working mom. But the facts do not change that I miss her when away and want nothing more than to be with her to comfort her.