There are good days and there are bad. Without the balance - life would be boring - no? Or maybe I tell myself that to make me feel better.
Yesterday wasn't a great day for my littlesoldierboy. He tried hard to make a team that he originally thought was a sure-in. Then all off a sudden 42 kids were vying for 28 spots. Not the best of odds when you are a freshman. He handled it like a man, so much better than his mother. I visibly was devastated for him. I hate when my kids hurt (even when they pretend that they don't). I am so proud of him and the way he handles himself. He WILL get them next time.
The uncertainity with my job continues. We are told that the closing will be done within the next 30 to 60 days. So I may very well be unemployed for the first time in my life in the next month or two. I'm told there is a chance that I may be hired by the new company, but they can't promise me anything. They also can't tell us if we are offered a position that it would be at or near the same salary we are currently making. I'm trying not to worry about and taking it one day at a time. Otherwise I would make myself crazy. In the meantime, my hubby is thinking about rejoining the workforce. He went on his first interview in over 10 years. He thinks he did well, and I am keeping my fingers crossed for him. He deserves something to go his way for once. It will also help take the pressure off of me.
Babygirl turned 14 months last week. She is still my little peanut. And I adore her every day. She and her brother are the reasons why we wake up every day. I can't remember what life was like before them, and I can't imagine my life without them. They truly make life worth living.
