First post

The last few weeks I've been examining my life in a roundabout way for several courses I'm taking. I wasn't thrilled with what I saw, but on the other hand I've not killed anyone and at least my family likes me, so it could be worse! ^.^

In all seriousness though, my husband just took a 50% pay cut, I'm working a job I hate, and I hardly have time for my family. There's definitely room for improvement.

So that got me thinking. What do I want? I know the answer is different from when I was in high school or starting college, with big ideas (very skewed ideas) of how my life would go. 

Like the part about your metabolism going to hell along with your shoe size after pregnancy. None of the pregnancy books do it justice. And I don't mean weight - it's like my body looks at all the different chemical signals flying around and says, "Fuck it." Uh hello? How about some reparative work on my joints? Carrying a 10lb baby is no float in the birthing pool.

So, I'm overworked, running out of money, and practically dead spiritually and emotionally. I figured I'd let life take me to my poorly lubricated knees for a breather. Ouch!

And then I realized. When life takes you to your knees, it's what you do next that defines who you are.