Stay at Home Mom

If you had told me 7 years ago that I would be a stay at home mom, I never would have believed you. But then again 7 years ago I was living in Indy in a 500 sq. ft. apartment, sleeping on the same twin bed I had had since I was a kid, taking care of only me (and my cat -Zoe - but she was easy). Fast forward to today, I am living in Charlotte with a husband, a dog (Zoe died the week I found out I was pregnant) and most importantly a newborn baby boy. The commercials says that "Life comes at you fast" and well, it's true.
Friday I resigned from my position as Fitness Director at the Steele Creek YMCA. It was as tough a move as it was an easy one. Tough because we will be with one income and because I am afraid I will go crazy not working. Easy because I get to stay home and raise my son. Even though we go down to one income, working at the Y didn't make financial sense. Around $800 a month in daycare and $200 in gas to get to the Y. So I bring home about half my paycheck (yes, I made that little), work 50-60 hours a week and one weekend a month, and at the end of the day I get to spend a little time with my husband and son. NO THANKS! I can sum it all up in one sentence - I am not willing to give him only what I have left at the end of the day. Sometimes, that's not much. I will miss the friends I have made there and hope to keep in touch with as many people as possible. All said and done, I am very excited and feel a sigh of relief coming on.
So here starts a new chapter in my life.