so i will start off with a really old photo, completely unrelated to this post:
I quit my job today. Meaning, of course, that I will finish out this school year and not come back next year. It was something that has been in the works for a while. I still have mixed emotions blogging about it, so maybe I'll share more about it later, but I really do feel like I am doing the right thing. Baby needs his mama, right?
I also quit pumping. If you want to know how I feel at this very moment, just imagine wearing water balloons on your chest. Now imagine them under your skin, and instead of water they are filled with
And you know what? I don't want you to feel bad for me because even though I may be a quitter in two aspects of my life, they are not the most important things.
I am okay with being a quitter because less time doing those two things means more time doing the things I want most in life at this time:
being a better wife, mother, and runner. In that order.
Being a quitter is not that bad.
As long as you don't quit the most important things. :)