It's hard to believe that only a few years ago I was a young, freshly married teacher, working in South Korea. I had adventure, travel, a new life, and exciting days. I tried new foods. I went new places. I lived every day to the fullest. Now, here I am, doing what I always thought I would never do. I stay at home. I don't always wear make-up. I haven't been in a classroom for 3 years. Every day is the same. I get excited if I get mail that isn't a bill. What happened? How did I get here? Is this right for me?
I get to see my daughter's face when she wakes up, thrilled to greet each day. I eat more healthfully than I ever have in my life, mindful of the little eyes watching my every bite. Every where I go, it is new and exciting to her, and I get to be the one to show her the world.
I saw my son's first smile, and it was created for me. I am the one to teach him all about his hands, his toes, and all the fun of rolling over. I have the chance to share every moment of these first few years, and set the foundation for the rest of their lives. I get excited when she throws her fat little arms around my neck, demanding "tisses". My heart explodes when his entire tiny body wiggles with delight just because he caught sight of me.
Is there really even a need to ask the question?