So for anyone who didn't know- I quit working. And I couldn't be happier!
Okay so maybe it wasn't that bad- but I am truly glad to be done working.
I started working full-time in February last year and hoped it would be very very short term. I cried a lot leading up to my first day and cried almost everyday as I drove away to work. I really hated leaving my babies.
Then I had Terra in June and Jason was still unemployed. Those six weeks that I was home were actually pretty awesome.
With my 3 babies and Jason
all day? Yes, please!
Then Jason got a job... well, two jobs. But both of his jobs still paid less than what he previously made-- could we afford that? SO I worked part-time at night while Jason worked full time at Maverick and Part time training to go into IT.
We spent almost all of our time apart.
Jason got up at 5 and left to start work at 6. Then, some days he would get home around 3pm, but many days it was almost 5pm. So we would have quick dinner/clean-up so that I could lave for work at about 5:15. I would work get home from work about 10:40pm and then I would have to pump before going to bed.
I only worked 5 days a week, but Jason worked 6.
During this period- I felt, for the first time, that going to church was an inconvenience- I would much rather nap, or just spend time with Jason, on our one day off.
It was hard, but we knew it was temporary.
Well, I put in my two weeks notice, and my last day was December 23rd.
I'm so happy to be done.