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Fresh beginnings for spring

It's no secret that I've been loving the SAHM life since December but my student loans & credit card debt demand that I make a return to my role as a working mama. That's not to say I won't be able to return to this gig later in life (no, I am not pregnant). This is a disclaimer I feel I have to include in all posts that in any way suggest I may be expecting.  

Thank goodness for daylight savings!
It'll still be light out when we get home from school most nights!


And we'll still have time for walks when we get home!
I think I'm going to miss our morning walks the most.

Charlie and I have enjoyed going to school together every day since she was 6 weeks old. Sure, she's been on the bench for a few months,  but I'm sure she's more than ready to get back into the game.
It's me.  Guys, I'm just so anxious. Always. I worry the days will be too long,  that she'll be hungry, that she won't be as loved up on at school as she is at home... and then my rational side kicks back into gear and I remember that I'm her mom. We're her family. And the hours may add up, but they'll never be what they were when we spent a minimum of 30 minutes commuting one way to school for what could be an 11 hour day.

I accepted a position as the Center Director for a for-profit child care agency.  This is my first time working in for-profit and while I still have some mixed feelings about it, I also realize that I have strengths and experiences that will (hopefully) be useful in this arena.  I have a few weeks of training to complete before I jump into managing my own location, but I am excited for this new adventure.  I am excited to contribute to my field and for Charlotte to be back in school.  It's not lost on me how great of a perk it is that my girl gets to come to work with me.  It's pretty special and I love it.

We'll be working a rotating schedule at least for the next few weeks (9:30-6:30 on Monday, 6-3 on Tuesday, and so on) which means the Crock Pot and I are about to get REAL close.  I love, love, love to prepare dump meals that I can just toss in before I leave for the day.  I think on our late nights, that's the route we'll take.  If you follow me on Pinterest, you've probably witnessed me dumping pinning recipes for these meals!  On our early days, Charlie and I can make dinner together.  Who doesn't love the idea of being done for the day at 3?!  I will say that a director's life is never that cut & dry and I'm certain it'll be a rare occasion that I'm out of there at 3, but there's always hope.

So here's to new adventures this spring... 

xo

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