When I was a kid, I wanted to be a disc jockey. I loved music and I thought, there is no better way to spend my time. Playing my favorite music, giving background information about the musicians. But I didn’t really have any support and didn’t know where to begin.
Later, I wanted to be a pediatrician. I love being with children. I love their innocence and honesty. I always felt like I could tell what kids were feeling and thinking. Kind of like a kid whisperer. But I talked myself out of it – I thought medical school would require lots of math and complicated science, which I wasn’t strong in.
I had to get a job, right? Earn money? So I became a teacher. I taught high school English in Indiana, in Japan, and English as a Second Language to elementary aged kids. I loved that last position because I worked with refugee kids.
About 12 years ago, I found the greatest job on earth for me. I became a mom. Of course, this sounds like a cliche. It’s said so often, you wonder, do people really mean it? I don’t know about others, but I mean it truly. It is the most important job I’ve ever or will ever have. I have two beautiful souls to raise. They are gifts – holding in trust – to help them become the best they can be. Not an easy job. Not always a fun job. But when it’s right, there is no greater feeling in the world.
Sometimes my husband and I lament the fact that we haven’t seen a movie at the movie theatre in who knows how long. I think the last one we saw was Batman in 2008. However, we have seen many children’s
Why is it that some moms just can’t stop judging other moms?? Do they really think that they’ve got all of “motherhood” figured out?? We all got into this the same way. Unless you live with your mother and grandmother