G-d bless my mom, her business sense & fortitude has allowed me the luxury to leave my job. I won't have to go back to work until I find the house "of my dreams" and am firmly ensconced in it.
My last day will be on Sept 25th, after which I'm going to spend some time screwing my head back on from losing mom AND my dogs in July, to focus on raising my daughter right, look into moving to the Pacific NW, get this hideous post-child birth body of mine back in shape, catch up on my reading (how I miss reading), and finally sort through all the crap I brought over to dad's when I moved in so that I can pack it all up again to leave. LOL.
I'm terrified. I'm afraid I'll be a single mom raising this beautiful girl forever. I'm afraid I won't be able to find good daycare, schools, resources, or even new friends when I move. I know these are irrational fears, but they're there. I'm also exhilarated and excited about this new chapter in my life. I'm hopeful that Dex's daddy will find a way to remain in our lives (G-d knows I want him to). I'm grateful that I have an opportunity to become a full-fledged adult & do what's right for myself and my child. My head & heart are full of emotions, very overwhelming. But it'll all be okay, no matter what. I just have to remember that.
The end for today. Work is calling (thank Crisco I don't have to do this much longer)...