I'm having one of those moments where I scratch my head and say, "It's already been 7 days?" Wow.
Where'd time go?
But the last seven days have been filled with a kind of storm that I never really envisioned before. I've had to make a lot of really big decisions in a quick time. There were plenty of moments where I didn't want to make those decisions alone. I've wanted to fall into a heap and cry. I considered calling my mom and plead with her that, "I quit, I'm not being a grown up, you make the decision, YOU'RE the MOMMY!!" But, at 30-something years of age and three kids of my own, I don't suppose I could get away with that.
Now that I'm crawling my way out on to the other side of those decisions, I feel like I can now see the positivity from the experience. We must weather a storm in order to become stronger. As wild of a storm as it was, I've gained tools through weathering it that I wouldn't have had without the experience.
Here's what I've learned:
-When you have to make a tough decision about something, ask for help. Ask for opinions. It was a random phone call to a former colleague that made the light bulbs click for me.
-Don't fall to a heap and cry, leaving the mess for someone else to clean up. But crying is a perfectly acceptable coping mechanism to use.
-Parenting really, and truly is, like cutting your heart out and wearing it on your sleeve for anyone to see and attack.
-Moms know best.
I think the bottom line is that no matter what you're going through, look at it as a life lesson. It sucks to be in the middle of one. It's hard. But when you've gotten to the other side, you're better for it. I know that I am a hundred times wiser today than I was a week ago.