My first week

Well, my first official week as a stay at home mommy is coming to an end. It still has not sunk yet that I don't have my job with the city anymore. If you didn't know, I worked in the 9-1-1 center for over 5 years. I LOVED working there... not always the folks or the situations at work but hey, that's par for any job any where! With the city, I worked 12 hour shifts of days, nights, weekends, and holidays. I also had paid vacations, sick time, lunch breaks, benefits, wonderful co-workers, and the always changing never the same day at work. You never knew what was going to be going on when you answered a phone line. Above all of that though, I forged some of the best friendships anyone could ever ask for with some of the people I worked with... and them, I surely will miss seeing every day.

This week, on my first week at home... well, I have been puked on (several times and I almost puke myself every time!) pooped on, peed on, spit on, drooled on, and slept on... I traded in my career for a new one and love every ounce of it... of her! Chayse is exhausting and rewarding all in one. It is odd... I am home all the time and still, I stay so busy!! I am up several times a night giving her back her paci, I have learned that I really can not sing a lick (she never complains-just laughs!) I try to pick up around the house when she naps, I am lucky if the laundry gets folded before it wrinkles... let alone put in a drawer... life is just so different and I would not trade it for a thing! Nathan has been great and is very supportive of me. He helps with so many things but as many of you know, he is taking classes again so he spends a lot of time studying, for which I am so proud of him. He has his days where he gets frustrated with school and I do my best to cheer him on. Why wouldn't I? He has been doing the same for me for 3 1/2 months with Chayse... he cheers me on when I am frustrated and he keeps me grounded. I am sure if you looked into a window of our house, there are times where you too would laugh... it gets to be kinda funny around here some days. Picture this because this really happens... I am making a made dash through the house to the shower with Chayse, she has puked and is covered in it, I am covered in it to the point it is in my hair, down my shirt and in my bra (YUCK) and here comes Nathan following me. He has on his face a grin that says "Man, I am glad that was you she did that to and not me"! He also has with him towel so he is ready to take her when I pass her out of the shower. Welcome to parenthood! Man, this is the stuff that dreams are made of and this is a dream that I hope I never wake from.