To Work or Not to Work

So, have I talked to y'all about my job yet?

You know I'm not going back, right?  Or did I forget to mention that? 

Yep.  I'm done.  December 17th to be exact.  23 glorious more working days.  In only a little over a month I'll be retired.  At least that's what I keep telling Matt.  He seems to think this whole not working thing is temporary.  He's got another thing coming...

But in all seriousness, I could not be more thrilled!  I feel so privileged and blessed to be able to stay home and raise our little girl. 

It's weird how far I've come from the woman I used to be.  When I was younger, being a stay at home mom was not something I ever, ever wanted to do.  Maybe that's because my mom didn't stay home.  Or maybe it's because I went to college with the intentions of becoming a doctor.  Either way, staying home raising babies was not something I even considered.  It's not like I was against the option...I just never thought it would be a possibility.

And then I met Matt.  And my whole life changed.  I realized that I didn't want to be in school for that long and work so hard for a career I wasn't sure I wanted.  All I really knew I wanted was to be his wife and have a life that allowed me to spend as much time with him as possible. 

Years later, that's still what I want. 

Don't get me wrong.  I still have my own goals.  Ambitions.  Dreams for my life.  They just include a husband and now a baby and all that goes along with those precious people.  They're different goals.  I've changed.  But I have never once felt like I have lost myself.  It's completely the opposite.  I feel like I have found myself.  Found the person I am supposed to be and the person I'm supposed to be with. 

Truly a blessing, I tell you. 

Anyway...my post about how I'm becoming a SAHM has somehow morphed into how cool my husband is.  How did that happen?  Hm.  Clearly it is no longer all about me :)