Life slowed down to a moment by moment, crawl. This pencil skirt loving, lesson plan making, on time women has turned into someone that could have spit up in my hair at any moment, toys and books all over the floor and not knowing what any moment of the day will be like. I used to think that I would have a spotless house, a “put together” baby and schedule. That is not reality.
I was struggling with the fact that we are staying here without knowing who would show up when we needed someone. There is a fear in moving away from family and starting a new life away from those familiar faces. I don’t know about you, but sometimes I feel like I am on a wheel of going to work, coming home, walking the dog, cooking dinner, sleep and start over again. I tell myself that there is no time for friendships or time to go out and make them. I also think that it takes years to develop lasting friendships and I just want to skip over the awkward stage. The women that I am around on a continuous basis are the ones I have grown to rely upon and open up my life to. This also means that I am opening Jordan’s life to these select few.