I am on a constant roller coaster of emotions these days: I know that in a month, things will be settled into a new routine and I'll feel better, but since I hate change, these next few weeks are going to be a nightmare for me. I go from being excited about my three new boys to crying over leaving my little guy. I'm thrilled by all the responses I'm getting to the ads I have posted on caregiver websites for a second part-time nanny position, but I'm simultaneously terrified by all the change that is rapidly taking over my life right now. In a matter of weeks, it's likely that I won't be working for either of my current jobs anymore and I'll become a member of two completely new families, with new little ones to love and new routines to get used to.
But tonight, I'm going to enjoy my wine, my bad taste in pop music, and the chance to sleep in tomorrow. Hey, it's the little things, right?
|A happy memory: the last day of vacation before my senior year of college started, my best friends and I went to the local butterfly conservatory and had a blast. I felt like a kid again, trying to stand so still so the butterflies would land on you.|