A Big Leap

Yesterday was a big day in our family's history.  I took a big leap and quit my job.  I was scheduled to return from maternity leave in a few days but I just couldn't do it.  Once I figured out child care expenses for all three kids, add in my commuting and gas costs and it just wasn't worth it. 

I was also having a really hard time committing to putting the baby in daycare.  My other two were older when they started and I had no problems sending them.  In fact, I absolutely adore the daycare they went to and remain friends with most of their teachers.  I'm starting to wonder if it's because this is our last baby.  I'm feeling more sentimental over the little things. 

While I'm really nervous about not working - I've never not worked, I've had a job of some sort since I was 16 years old and babysat regularly before that since I was 13.  I'm super excited to be able to stay home with the baby and be there for the bigger kids after school.  I'm really letting go and putting my faith in the fact that this will all work out.

Has anyone else made this transition?  How did it work out for you?

Menu Plan Monday 8.26.13

Our menu plan for this week is simple and easy.  I may end up changing a few things or ordering out since I'm not feeling well and don't want to spend a lot of time in front of a hot stove.  We'll see, but for now, here goes:

Monday - Grilled Cheese Sandwiches & Salads

Tuesday - Ravioli

Wednesday - Angel Chicken & Spaghetti

Thursday - Leftovers

Friday - Pizza night

What's on your menu this week?

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Blog fail

Life has been hectic to say the least since adding a third child to the mix.  She's super sweet and an amazing baby, but it's still been a struggle finding a good balance.  Needless to say, as much as I have been wanting to get back into blogging, it just hasn't happened.  The intentions are there, the time and organization aren't.

Right now, the children are nestled all snug in their beds while I'm up hacking up a lung.  I can't get comfortable.  I can't stop coughing.  It came out of nowhere.  I'm just trying to contain it to myself so the kids don't get it too.  Do you know how hard it is not to breathe on a baby that constantly wants to be held?  Today it was like she knew I was trying not to hold her or breathe on her, which made her want to be held all the more.  Of course this happens to be one of thos "sometimes single" times in my life.  With the husband at work, I'm not catching any breaks.

At least I found a moment to blog, right?