A couple of months ago, my husband and I got to talking about our little family. And how constrained our time is with him in school and me working. We both wished we had more time at night to be with each other, serve people at church and just have personal down-time.
We could see some light at the end of the tunnel for Charming–he graduates in two weeks!!!
But my tunnel was still dark. Even though I had scaled back to working just one night a week, it still added up and limited our availability to each other and to the people we’re trying to serve.
And then. Bubbers started riding around in his plastic car, waving and saying, “Goodbye! I’m going to work!” or “Goodbye! I’m going to Cub Scouts!” or “I can’t play with you, cause I’m going to work and Cub Scouts!”
Wow. I was seriously only gone for one hour and ten minutes of his waking life each week. But watching me leave right before his bedtime twice a week was clearly making a big impression on little Bubbers’ mind. And it wasn’t the impression I wanted.
So then we reevaluated the reason I started working in the first place… To help pay off debt from selling our last house at a significant loss. And amazingly, Heavenly Father has blessed us to pay off a lot of it! We still have a ways to go and now have student loans on the horizon, but we no longer felt it was a necessity for me to work and it would be best for our family to have me stop.
And honestly? I was torn. I really felt like I had the perfect job that allowed me to be a full-time mom at home with a few hand-picked hours out in the professional world. I wanted to hold onto it and had even convinced myself that it was a job I should keep forever because I’d never find another one like it. And that after we didn’t “need” it anymore, I would hold onto it “just for fun”.
But deep down, I knew I shouldn’t. So. I finally told my boss that I was going to quit.
And you know what she did?
And not because she was going to miss me. But because she was so happy I’d made that decision.
“I’m so touched to see you make your family your top priority,” she told me as she wiped her unexpected tears. “I decided to make a career my priority early in my family life and now I have regrets. So I truly honor that you’re doing this.”
I just stared at her. Absolutely speechless.
Then she smiled, “And if you ever want to come back down the road, our door is always open to you.”
So. Last week was my last night at work. I turned in my key, packed my bags and went home.
And you know what? I’m glad. :)
I love being a speech-language pathologist. But I love being a wife and mom better.
And you know what Bubbers said while he was playing with his helicopter named Harold yesterday?
“‘I have time to play with you!’ said Harold. ‘It’s my last day of work and church and Cub Scouts and school! So now I have time to play with you! I’m gonna stay home with you now!’ said Harold.”
Then I peeked around the corner at him and smiled.
There’s a light at the end of the tunnel for all of us now. And it sure looks good. :)