Just a regular Wednesday where I quit my job.

I took this picture right before I went in to double check the facts regarding my job. I was hopeful. I needed an answer. I got the answer.

Last night, I decided to quit my job. This morning I told my supervisor, then emailed the appropriate offices, and told my coworkers.

Simple as that really: I quit.

People had many reactions, and I'm not ready to explain to everyone. It was definitely the right decision, and I think it's perfect timing. If you believe in an omnipotent clock as I do, you know what I mean when I say, I knew this was all part of the plan.

Aaaaaaaaand, since I just decided last night to quit, I have no idea what will happen.

I have no job lined up.

I have no real plan.

I just know I'll be home with Bradley. This will be an all new chapter, a new challenge, a new fun time. 

And I'll be focused on my husband, my home, my chores and myself. 

Of course, I'm seeing this through pintrest lenses, and this is a peek into my dreams for this next chapter:

I'm waking up early to make breakfast for Bryan before work but also Bradley's big morning snack of blueberries and Cheerios. And now that I have time, I'll put the blueberries in a smiley face.

I have ample time to go to the gym once a day for a quick cardio blast so I get my sexy back.

Also, there's still time to go to my Chinese 101 class. I'm fluent by Christmas.

My husband loves how clean the house is and how always for dinner I'm trying out something that's #healthy #affordable #quick #bacon. And after dinner, I pick up all the dishes and wash them right then.

Bradley starts walking (his little steps a month ago were a one time moment) in front on me and talking in sentences. All because his smart smart mom taught him. 

I read books again. Fiction. Real stories and beautiful writing. I read outside with a paperback with Bradley playing with blocks in the grass. 

I sell all the junk that's taking up our garage. All the money gets spent on cute tubs to organize what's left into a perfect little closet.

Oh, and I'm fit back into size 4 stuff and look fit and I see myself in the mirror and I'm  like, Ooooh.

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That was really fun to write. Probably therapeutic.

I can't write about my life in three weeks because I don't know what it will be like. I'm going home, quitting, not working, not searching for work, staying home with my son, trying to catch up on the home.

I'm excited for a new time. I'm also dying for some change. Here we go. 

Life

Lord help me.

I'm gonna take a big swing.

My kid is a genius

Ok, all parents say it, but it's true. Check out his recent genius moments:

Saying all kinds of words- mama, da, ba (ball), ba boo (blueberries), ba ban (banana), lolda (all done), chut you (thank you), bo bu (brown bear), pu po (purple), bye bye, heh (here), stha (what's that?).

He can say the sounds of a dog (favorite), bear, lizard, three singing pigs (lalala from a book). I'm trying cat, owl, cow, bird, sheep, etc

He can help with undressing by stepping out if his shorts.

He understands commands like sit, come here (just like a dog), bring me that, can I see, put it here, hug, kisses, peekaboo/hide seek.

He's really getting fun!

Ridiculous things my son does

My son is growing up in a weird house. So far, we have only two rules:

1) Be Nice - this is a great catch all, no hitting or biting, be nice. Eat what I cooked, be nice. Don't throw food or plates, dad will have to clean it up, be nice.

2) Sit in the Tub - non negotiatiable. Tonight I did my first "look" and he sat down immediately. I am a mom.

And so we are raising him in a weird way of freedom and curiosity with trust that he's smart enough to learn what we teach. 

Here's a few of the weird things he does:

- Fake sneezing. (All the time) adorable!

- Animal sounds (when asked) he does "What's a bear say?" Growl, dog- woo woo, owl - ou out. And the weird one: what's a lizard say? Of course: silence but sticking tongue out over again.

- Runs Scared from the Vacuum

Weird but adorable kid.

All my maternity and nursing items are gone.

I got rid of my maternity dresses, tshirts and pants about six weeks post baby. I lived in yoga clothes for the last part of maternity leave, but when I went back, I wore four inch heels and a skirt (not maternity).

I didn't realize I would be successful breastfeeding, so my two maternity pajamas stayed. And then I bought a nursing top. Or two. Or four. And since I've continued for one year, I needed them.

But now, I'm only nursing in the mornings but it's more about Bradley not wanting to wake up quickly and rocking and singing and snuggles. And I nurse again for a few quick, squirmy minutes after work, and that's it.

I have an international trip coming up in three weeks. Bradley isn't coming.

So the day of weaning is fast approaching. I have so many different feelings about my first year of motherhood and ending breastfeeding will really end the baby chapter.

It's time. It's coming. I'm ready...I think.

So tonight, I packed up all nursing bras, pajamas and tanks and put them in a maternity box in the garage.

Here we go...

Chapter Six: Little Boo Radley

The honeymoon is over.

Our vacation was amazing. Highlights:

-Bradley's first birthday: it was everything I wanted, and the pictures are to die for. All our family in one house celebrating the cutest, chocolate loving baby.

-going to the beach. Eating the waves and laughing. Building sandcastles and digging like dogs. Not getting burnt.

-BRADLEY WALKING!!! First steps at the condo last week - and caught on video. Amazing.

-Disney World. We're addicted.

It was hard to come home to our home and go back to work today. So many emails. So much to catch up on. But tomorrow is Friday, and I'll be happy for my weekend.

In other news, my kid is growing up. He took whole cows milk today...and loved it! Drank it more and faster than water, almond milk or juice. I was scared he wouldn't like it, but he loves it! Score!

Also, I've begun weaning now that were back from vacation. Thus begins don't offer, don't refuse. Today I nursed him in the morning and right after work. He had a small 15 second cuddle nurse and then chose toys. I'm typing on my phone as I hold my sweet baby who fell asleep without nursing, just moms cuddle and a soft thin a&a blanket. 

I mean, life couldn't get more grand. Happy. 

Dream day

This is our last full day at the beach. So far, it's been a dream day. 

We woke up early enough to catch part of the sunrise as a family. We sat on the beach together building sandcastles and digging up sand and banging seashells together and chasing birds and splashing in shallow waves. It wasn't too hot yet and it was truly a blissful moment together. 

We came up to the condo, showered and went down for naps. My sweet husband passed out in the giant bed and my sweet baby in my arms while I watch reality tv. So blissful.

For lunch were getting Publix subs (my favorite!!) and back to the pool and the beach and out to dinner to the Spanish grill again. 

This is true happiness. I love my family and I'm loving this vacation.

Vacation update

Vacation has been amazing.

Here are a few thousand words about it.