Six Feet Under the Table

In conversing with my sister yesterday, I realized how infrequently I get to write these days. I looked over my past posts and noticed that the posts kinda trailed off in the end of 2016 and throughout 2017. I'm in a weird place. Tightrope walking, trying to balance motherhood in one hand, my profession in the other. It's taking more concentration than I imagined not to upset the balance. Being a full-time working mom is hard. Period. I do my best to try not to miss out on the important stuff, which right now is quality time, plain and simple. Juggling the daily to-do lists has my brain at max capacity. My daily routine consists of the following: 5:30a - Jump out of bed to turn off the alarm clock so it doesn't wake my sleeping husband. Quick shower, even faster hair/makeup routine. Get dressed. Wedding ring, fingerprint charm necklaces. Check. Check. (It's my way of bringing my family with me wherever the day leads me.) 6a - I run downstairs and grab somethin...

I've been absent for quite some time now. Which excuse would you like to hear first? If I'm going to be honest, the only real reason is simple: I got lost in life, and I only just recently discovered the way out of the tangle. Just before Christmas, I found out that the current business structure of my employer was changing. And though I wasn't losing my job, it was clear to me that my needs and the needs of the business no longer matched. I LOVED my job. I felt empowered. I knew how to do my job well. And I was good at it. I had friends that felt more like family. My family and I had a good schedule; a cadence. So when I decided to leave this job and these people I loved so very much, it felt like my world was flipped upside down. Who knew that 12 hours after I applied for a particular job, I'd get a call to interview. Two weeks after that, a job offer. There was a lot of fear. No longer would I be working from home three days a week. No more "best of both wor...