Midweek Confession

The "I can't believe I'm putting this on the internet" edition

* I quit my job. (fyi- blogger changed 'quit' to 'quite'...I hate autocorrect!) GULP. I can't believe that I actually did it, but I've left teaching in its entirety. I think teaching is a fantastic profession, but I was commuting about 45 minutes each way, leaving the house before my kids were awake and picking them up from daycare just in time for dinner, a walk and sleep. I couldn't keep it up. I missed them so much and I wanted to be with them more than anything. So...

*I have a new job! An opportunity came my way while I was on maternity leave. An opportunity to be an EDITOR. To work with words all day is a dream come true. It has been a major learning curve as I entered an industry that I was quite unfamiliar with and have had to learn on the fly a lot. And I've made a lot of mistakes (WHICH I HATE!) and I've cried a few tears because the perfectionist in me wants to be...well...perfect. But I'm learning and growing and getting better (I think) and I am HOME 90% of the time. Working from home is incredibly difficult but seeing these faces all day = totally worth it!

* My red-headed 3 year old is very annoying. Really, I think it's this age, but he NEVER STOPS TALKING. AND BUGGING. AND PICKING. AND THEN TALKING SOME MORE. And, yes, I adore being at home with my babies, but I just want some quiet. So I would love for him to sit quietly, just every once in a while. And I want him to stop poking at his brother all the time and knocking him over for no particular reason. And I want the whining to stop when he doesn't get his own way. And I want him to tell the truth when I ask him a question, not make up some fantastical answer that shows off his (impressive) (but annoying) imagination. And I really want him to stop arguing with me about EVERYTHING because he's only THREE and (this will be a shock to him) he doesn't know everything!

* While writing this... my one year old is pulling up my shirt and blowing zerberts on my love handles. He's also pinching my fat. And making me consider that lipo/tummy tuck that I have been mulling over. 

* We have a new SUV... that I can't park. I am crooked every time. Yesterday I pulled in and out of the same spot at least 5 times, in a pathetic attempt to park my car between the lines. By the time I gave up, I was taking up two parking spaces, with my bumper encroaching on a third. PATHETIC.

* I planned Will's First Birthday Party... to take place the weekend BEFORE my period. Two reasons: 1) I wouldn't look too bloated in the pics and 2) I would be in a semi-nice mood. Well, wouldn't my period decide to show up one week early... on the exact date of the party. Needless to say, hormonal, puffy mess was I.