Today is the first day back to school for our family and for a lot of you, too. I’m mixed with emotions. On one hand I’m excited to see Dylan growing and entering second grade. On the other hand, I’m baffled out he’s old enough to be in second grade. Why does it feel like I was just holding him in my arms and rocking him to sleep as a baby not too long ago?
It’s a different season of life we’re entering right now. Dylan will be going to school every day. Hannah will be going three days a week which means Ellie and I will have three days to ourselves. Thoughts and ideas about what we will do together run through my mind and then I stop to think about when it was just me and Dylan. Next year, Dylan and Hannah will both go every day, all day. The year after that, Ellie will start preschool. Have you written down or thought about where you will be in five years? I encourage you to do it. It’s kind of scary but worth the doing.
In five years I will be 39-years-old. I will have a 13-year-old, a 10-year-old, and an 8-year-old. Five years is not that far away. Will I still be a stay-at-home mom who writes in her free time? Or will I go back to work as a full-time mom? I have no clue. I’m open to anything. Will I write more books? Will my current book be a best-seller? I hope so 🙂
I do know this. I know that I want to continue to encourage moms. And I know I want to continue using my platform as a journalist to share my thoughts and struggles, sorrows and joys, and tips and tricks with other women who might find just the tiniest bit of hope in my words.