On being a quitter

Sunday.

Baby Boy turned 7 weeks old. He’s just learning how to smile. It’s adorable.

Monday.
I returned to work.

Tuesday.
I gave my two weeks notice.

Yep, I’m a quitter. I just couldn’t do it. I didn’t make enough to justify daycare even though I like the work. I tried to work out a way to do contract work or part time but my employer didn’t seem into it (which is too bad for them…because I’m actually pretty good at what I do).

So I’m entering the wonderful world of full-time Mommyhood. I’ll still be freelancing so my brain won’t totally turn to mush from all the baby talk.

So, cheers! To new adventures.