Mom-osas

Cupcake Prosecco

A month has passed since my last post here, and in that time life has changed some. In the beginning of May, I was laid off from my job as a physical therapist. I had only been at that job for a year, and in all honesty, I'm not sad I was let go. I was tired of the bureaucracy. I hated knowing that I was busting my butt to provide excellent care and build profits for the company, and I had to literally beg for time off to spend with my kids. I resented that I was coming home late every day, with almost no patience for the most important people in my life: my husband and boys.

So, as my mother always said to do, I have spent the last month making lemonade out of lemons. I'm relaxing, spending time with my kids, working on house projects, and planning the next chapter of my life as a working mom. I refuse to spend the next 20 years answering to someone else, being forced to work at least 40 hours, keeping my kids out of extracurricular activities because I can't be available to drive them places. Instead, I'm taking control. Big things are coming, and I feel good about the direction in which I'm going.

In light of all these changes, my drink of choice on weekends (and sometimes at 2pm on a Thursday) has been celebratory.

Mimosas

I love mimosas. They bring me true relaxation. The orange juice wakes me up and the bubbles chill me out. One of my favorite things in the world is to sit in my back yard with a mimosa in hand, watching my kids play. It's honestly the best. It's times like these, with a light drink in hand, 3 wonderful little people laughing and screaming joyfully, that I know things will be ok.

They'll be better than ok. They'll be bubbly.